Same Old Song

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I done heard at least fifty-five thousand rhymes Everything been talked about fifty-five thousand times Every single topic and idea that I hear Been recycled by rappers for years back into my ears In my estimation since I been rhyming 'bout twenty-five thousand emcees that mentioned diamonds No original messages, still in the cover deficit I'm guessing it's probably a million strip club references Who's the most gangsta? Who's slanging the most product? How many songs about all the people that you done shot up? The streets, they run the birds and how good he flips 'em Infinite depictions of they vehicle descriptions It's only so many freaks, only so many parties Every artist in the world done claimed they hood's the hardest Every concept that's ever been written I'ma listen Three thousand four hundred twenty-nine baby-mama disses It's the [Hook] Same old Same old Same old song It's the Same old Same old Same old flow It's the Same old Same old Same old style, uh (Say it again) It's the Same old Same old Same old topic It's the Same old Same old Same old look It's the Same old Same old Same old concept [Verse 2] It's only so many times to talk about balling and turning up The women that you pimping and all the trees you burning up Lying about being on top when they ain't hot All the rappers that's bragging about money that they ain't got What they do to snitches if you catch 'em after they tell You wrecked the sales, or how many times you been to jail All the things that you can do, clothes clean and brand new How you a damn fool, how many women you ran through Only so many times we wanna hear that same talk How you the main boss of the game, how much your chain cost Ten thousand records about the trap house that's not hidden It's only so many times to rap about how high you gettin' How many bottles you poppin', how much coke you sniffin' Every female rapper talk about they got dudes trickin' How these other girls is jealous, yeah you got the right to spit it But every rapper spittin' the same subject though, aight we did it It's the [Hook] Same old Same old Same old song It's the Same old Same old Same old flow It's the Same old Same old Same old style, uh (Say it again) It's the Same old Same old Same old topic It's the Same old Same old Same old look It's the Same old Same old Same old concept (Hold up, K-Rino, what about you?) (What about me?…) [Verse 3] It's only so many times we wanna hear you speak about Your rhyme techniques and punchlines on different beats How mentally deep you are, every album you manage to Constantly talk about how no rapper can handle you It's understandable but dammit dude, it's gettin' scary Everybody ain't tryna hear you quotin' the dictionary Won't you bring it down to earth? Come up with a different phrase I done heard you use the same type of bars ten different ways You gon' brag on your wordplay, you gon' do some tongue twisting You gon' probably start every verse off by saying, "Listen!" And throughout the course of your whole career, we been endorsin' ya But it's only so many songs you can make about the Sorcerer To talk down just 'cause you don't do it, that ain't expansion You throwing stones from the rooftop of your glass mansion Don't hate on other rappers for speaking on what they love 'cause you do the same thing, every artist alive does It's the [Hook] Same old Same old Same old song It's the Same old Same old Same old flow It's the Same old Same old Same old style, uh (Say it again) It's the Same old Same old Same old topic It's the Same old Same old Same old look It's the Same old Same old Same old concept