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hi-rez - same shit, different day lyrics

[intro]
hey, hey
hey
[?]
yo, yeah

[verse 1]
unconditional love from that medicinal drug
and occasionally a little bit of l!ck in my cup
someone twistin then up’
pass the lighter, let’s get higher
f+ck a suit and tick, wear whatever, homie f+ck a tie
i consumed, that was a vibe, and now i’m just a supplier
of good music for critics and fans that’s f+cking tired of
people who rappin’ without a passion, just for the fame
misconstrued views of the rap game, and you’re to blame
and no we ain’t the same, homie stop comparing us
i was never here to stuff, and i ain’t had no pair of fun
artists selling out, but i’ve still got my pair of nuts
i’m in it for the f+cking love, you’re in it for a couple bucks
and from the ground up i gained antic+p+tion
by keeping the people waiting and constantly dropping bangers for
those looking up to me, it’s hard to say that comfortably
’cause i’m just a kid myself, but that sh+t is truly humbling
insane + people mumbling, used to have a lot to say
a couple radio plays and your people think you’re on the way
and think you’re on the move, truth is when i’m in the booth
i’m jack the ripper on the loose, you want [?] on the roof
uh, and if that’s a poor +n+logy i’m sorry but i’m high
i mean i’m addicted to sour d, uh, that sh+t is making my eyes red
when you think real rap, you better think hi+rez
[chorus]
same sh+t, same sh+t, different day
same clique, same whip, different haze
we still the same ones we was from the start
the same passion, same heart, and we never gon’ change
same sh+t, same sh+t, different day
same clique, same whip, different haze
we still the same ones we was from the start
the same passion, same heart, and we never gon’ change

[verse 2]
same sh+t, same sh+t, different day
i use to pick up pennies, now i tell ‘er keep the change
writing the book of life, every day i turn the page
always k!lling the stage, stop asking about my age
and don’t even think about asking if you can hit the stank
get to know who i am, don’t worry about who i ain’t
and homie start trying to envision the pretty picture i paint
stop asking about my bank and how much money i make
cause chances are it’s more than both of your parents combined
okay, that’s just a lie, but hey i’m still on my grind
don’t need the money to shine, they say that money come blind
i’m spitting wisdom in life experience through every line
stop asking me if i’m signed. my talent can’t be defined;
not a word up in webster could explain my grind
and the large amount of effort in a short amount of time
so don’t ask me how i’m feeling cause i’m always feeling fine
motherf+cker
[chorus]
same sh+t, same sh+t, different day
same clique, same whip, different haze
we still the same ones we was from the start
the same passion, same heart, and we never gon’ change
same sh+t, same sh+t, different day
same clique, same whip, different haze
we still the same ones we was from the start
the same passion, same heart, and we never gon’ change

[outro]
same sh+t, same sh+t, different day+ different day
+clique, same whip, different haz+ ha+ ha+
we still the same ones we was from the start
the same passion, same heart, and we never gon’+ gon’+ gon’
same sh+t, same sh+t, different day
same clique, same whip, different haz+ ha+ ha+
we still the same ones we was from the start
the same passion, same heart, and we never gon’ change

- hi rez lyrics

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