tea Average Joe, average pay Same ol' end and same ol' day But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world
out the freeza' Can't you see 'em? Jesus! Big tittie Tina Boppas out she catchin' Mystikal Fever Ol' you'll be sayin' you ain't takin' no shit this
amount Wake him up and then I ask him, "Why did he intend this?" Competition to get an ass kickin' so tremendous Boy you shouldn't bother this Leave
Well, I worked on the railroad for tuppence a day Drank down one penny, the other I'd save I hammered and I hammered for God knows how long Well, into
MADE IT! If I could do it over, I wouldn't CHANGED IT! [Chorus] [Rakim - Verse 3hree] (Ay, good lookin out my dude) Aiyyo Maino, it's the same ol' same ol
ol same everybody knows the 411 call 911 'cause hes got a gun now whos laughing bitch lets smoke the flat lines once the hammer clicks if it sticks
isn't important to dance like a hammer Just cool an easy no acting ill Just chill and let the vibe tlow tranpuil Feel the vibe and don't let no one Take this
me into no threatenin position Probably spot me, steppin out the tree spot tough Catch P fixin his pants, it's cause of his gun You see the God, big ol
the dance flo' (Hey) Yeah, we gon' crank this motherfucker up Let's crank this bitch up We need to see all y'all motherfuckers doin' this shit (What)
and brown It was a big ol' Rottweiler stuck his head out to look around And I knew who I was racing, the light turned green I punched that hammer down
Trill E N T? You know what I'm saying? Bitch ass niggas be wondering What the fuck this shit mean to me This shit mean everything to me, nigga, this all
Family To you and yours, so ghetto} Hey yo, good ol' ghetto Hey yo, good ol' ghetto Hey yo, hey yo, give me some of that Give me some of that good ol
about? - gangsta, gangsta Uhh, uhh - gangsta, gangsta Uhh, uhh, uhh (Yeah) This is how we do - gangsta, gangsta (Yeah, 2001) - gangsta, gangsta 2001 nigga, check this
Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck An' I'm about to put the hammer on down Cause we gotta little ol' convoy, rockin' through the night Yeah we gotta little ol
fuck outta here, oh shit) (*inhales and coughing continues*) Ay, pass this over here man, so we can just cipher youknowI'msayin'? (Cip, yo, this is
3 different colors Watch dis Stones on my neck and my wrist Matchin' the paint on my whip Wha-wha-watch this, watch dis Watch this, this, this
to let loose niggas broke the gang truce But I still roll my deuce that hang like a noose It don't stop for Mack, it's the same ol' same ol' Danas gold
we come this deep everyday all day Y'knowhatI'msayin? We got the newest member of the Flavor Unit Def Jef in effect, we got the producer of this track