It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
Old dog, new tricks
Lie through the teeth like toothpicks
Not one to face the music, just gave it a crude mix
If I'm in, the game fixed
Shifted blame, hedged all bets
Did my part
Left under cover of dark
Smart from the start that nigga was building an ark
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows
Over coffee and doughnuts, told 'em errything they wanted to know
Hey bruh, you know how it goes
If you didn't now you know all too well
Why you mad son? Do tell
It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
It be the same excuses, erry time
Talk a good one, but you right, I don't want it
Not for Nothing, first line of the sonnet
Talking like you never got your shot
Nah nigga, you fucked up a lot
Set my watch off you fuckin up
True stories akh
Tower of London plots
Say what you will but I always aimed for the top
Need a fixer to come around the old block
But nostalgia ain't my bag
Richard III with the words, I took a drag
Crushed a roach on the curb
Cab's flagged
Gotta get up pretty early to jerk me
Whitey grinned as he took the briefcase
Said he never went to sleep in the first place
"I'll give you all the money I've got!"
"Lady," The Misfit said, looking beyond her far into the wood, "there never was a body that give the undertaker a tip."
