Same Daze, Different Years -- THE LOUNGE OF VERBAL VENGENCE

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Date Posted: 13:31:01 03/30/13 Sat
Author: Vice Verser
Subject: Same Daze, Different Years

Verse: 1
This rage is too hard to hold in
'Specially when I can't find out what parts I don't get
I like the dope because my best friends sold it
I ain't selling my soul 'cause I don't wanna be soulless
Taking my time, waiting for priceless moments
Almost hopeless but I stil got my head up
Gotta play it smart, play dumb and be the dead one
or you could be the next one that makes it out
Telling everybody else how to take this route
How to make the money quick and disappear
What you got going on?, same daze, different years
Smoke a spliff and sip a beer
Where my real niggas at when this shit gets weird
When the funds get scarce and the babies need shoes
My niggas the same, they want they cake and weed too
They say they gotta have it, always saying they need it
It's a highway of life, I might crash cause I'm speeding
Exceeding my capacity and rhyming like a looney tune
Show me where the money at, tell me what ya movement do
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Chorus:
Hit me with the 8o8, show me what ya movement do
I'm coolin' dude, changing the shape of this arubix cube
Haters talk slick but the fans say I'm supercool
You can get a punishment that's cruel and unusual
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Verse: 2
I got alot going on, doing me and staying strong
Cooking up a classic but it won't take long
Got drink by the liter and y'know I keep a bong
When I go with my gut they act like I'm doing wrong
I don't know what to do so I need the motivation
I need an escape dawg, I need to get away quick
The beat gets me agitated, time for me to slay this
Finding myself now but as a youth I was wayward
Playing the game hard 'til I get 6 fouls
Give me a tight beat, I'll show you how I get down
It starts with a wicked rhyme, ends with a killer shine
Time wait for no man so get yours, I'm getting mine
In the middle of the action spitting with a passion
Sipping that Ciroc and it's good to the last drop
Exceeding my capacity and rhyming like a looney tune
Show me where the money at, tell me what ya movement do

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