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Same Ol' Thing

Del the Funky Homosapien

I Wish My Brother George Was Here

1991

let me tell ya bout it)

MCs keep comin' with the same ol' thing
With the same ol' swing, with the same ol' ending
The same ol' climax cause many

to the greats the Ernest Hemingways
So when it's down to me and you it's winner takes nothing
You don't got shit to give to me you straight up out the dungeon

to prove
Mama raised us, Pop I miss you
God help me forgive him, I got some issues
My step Pop loved me, Lord was always there
My cousin Ernest was fly, I

out when they saw me in when the papers 
Den I lost a lot a time enslaved system tried to raise us 
Can only hope I aspire to better things 
Meet me

inside of me
And I'm Ernest every day, Hemmingway on the mic
Gotta write

Farewell to These Arms
I'm the Old Man by The Sea 
I never mean no harm 
Only

of history, yeah
We think we could've done better
Than Adam and Eve... But

We would've done the same thing
If we were there
Would've done the same thing

lately
That's the fuckin' reason
Sit down let me tell you
About the things you don't see
Let me talk to you like we're sitting in a room
And it's just you

or a furnace
Rappers hear me scared straight like Ernest
P.T. Barnuam ringleader of the circus
Judge Judy gave me the guilty verdict
Said I was too fucking evil

Fly Fo Life

Suga Free

Street Gospel

1997

tellin lies, just the same ol' thang
Now I'm rollin down ?? in the lane, by the curb
Pushin Fosgate Alpine woofers with reverb
My homey Lil' Man, Loco why,

Artex the same passion
Breath the same blend of Earth's gases, roll over the tongue as poetic passages
We all passengers in our pastime, recall tall tales

plate but still I feel like I can't eat shit
Sick to my stomach how they did Tae broke me to pieces
Got the call that Ernest caught a stray and I couldn't

Song: Well, They Call Me a Fool
Lyrics by:   Ernest David  Smith 
Music and Produced by ; Clinarke Dill
©2023 Nurture Projects Music

Verse 1:
Well,

You know I see you coming round again
Every time the seasons change
And you know the more things change
The more they stay the same

Now your hair's

at hand
Imma float by myself and hear the sounds of the sand
And have the light beam me up to no mans land
How can I find peace
I'm battling with demons

Same Old Thing

Albert Collins

Collins Mix: The Best

1993

today
I'm sittin' here all alone
I been waitin' babe
Waitin' by my telephone

Said, same old thing
Woman where ya been?
It's that same old thing

you land
Never mind the fact that the land that they was giving
Was never theirs any way
I'm thinking like how sway
Man let me quote Ernest Hemingway

a sandbox so bigger
My faith dimmer, Diabo's getting slicker
I noticed similarities between me and Ernest
We both black and won't back down to fight the urges

the fact her date is cut
From the same cloth as Ernest P. Worrell
Know what I mean, Vern?
Time to follow the leader
Or swallow me
It doesn’t bother me
That

Them mtuhafuckaz gon be lookin' fo ya.
Passed they ass up!
they hate that shit...
Keep it Pushin'



Written by: Ernest W Coleman Sr

and join me just for one round
Somehow I'ma try to skip this come down

See every damn night
We do the same things
Same shit, different toilet
Same people,

evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural

rolled tomb sized
If the zombies come, you'd die
We weren't from the same side, but grew connected for the duration
I remember grief, I remember elation

that bubbles in the gaze of a thoughtful man
Hail to my best thing
You pulled me from my drifting and trapped me in the arms of a better life
Peaceful

me like
Like I face the whole blunt but don't get high
Hope we have better luck in the next life
Serve you a whole thing out front the Best Buy
And you