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MC REN lyrics : "All The Same"

[Intro: Ant Banks Talking]
Awww yeah Oakland and Compton in the house "awww"
Where the real riders ride "awww"

And all the (*##$-Ass-^!$$%z fall by the waist side "awww"
Cities with no mourn for mother$#&@ing haters and snitches
Cause somebody told me it was all about money over (*##$es "ooh yeah"


[Verse One: MC Ren]
These Record companies they full it !@()s like Da Brat

Most (*##$es got AIDS; ^!$$% better use a hat
All these ^!$$%z' record deals they tax write-offs
I can't help these (*##$es born to $#&@

I try to bar them all
Got a heaven for a gangsters like the ^!$$% Master P
Where ^!$$%z trip judge your (*##$es bring that $$# to me

These Ren hate ^!$$%z got their contracts renewed
Most ^!$$%z in the game they hit the Chronic just to get sew
By my ^!$$% Dre and Snoop for a while

^!$$% ran everywhere like Puffy and Gille
I'm still that black ^!$$% my dick got bigger
But ain't you (*##$es trying to rap and buy glock triggers

And Chronic see that be them whack ^!$$%z yelling
That "Gangster Gangster" the %#@! still ain't selling
^!$$% who you're telling I'm the mother$#&@ing %#@!?

Ren and Banks with another hit ugh ugh!

[Chorus: MC Ren]

^!$$%z all the same "All the same"
There's no money make us happy with the fame "With the fame"
^!$$% I'll be checking out the game "Out the game"

$#&@ that all you (*##$es know my name "What's my name"
Ugh these ^!$$%z all the same "all the same"
There's no money make us happy with the fame "With the fame"

^!$$% I'll be checking out the game "All the game"
$#&@ that all you (*##$es know my name "What's my mother$#&@ing name"


[Verse Two: MC Ren]
Every ^!$$% in the game is the same like OGs
Broke ^!$$%z getting signed to these junkie companies "ugh"

^!$$%z beefing without their ^!$$%z %#@! don't be making sense
All these mother$#&@ers lucky if they're getting 50 cents
Everytime the record sales you must be breeze up your tales

There's some $#&@ing going on ^!$$% tell me I ain't wrong
Where the players that he at ^!$$%? they're too old to rhyme
There's white mother$#&@ers wear suits counting every dime

They give your $$# on tour a big home a big house
And a hive full of cheese so you can be acting like a mouse
I'll give about five years ^!$$% you'll be broke

$#&@ing fat (*##$es with a gang of stress to smoke
Not enough to choke you're full of %#@! ???
With $$# kissing ^!$$%z take it from your bang figures

Now you're stuck on stupid cause you believed that hype
Said $#&@ it when broke you and your (*##$ hit the pipe


[Chorus: MC Ren]

[Outro: Ant Banks Talking]

Yeah Ren and Banks mother$#&@er'98
And if you just now thought about getting in the game
^!$$% you wait too late

Real riders in the house tonight mother$#&@er
Quick to get y'all throw off
And if you don't who's these riders

Then you're a liver to get rode on mother$#&@ers

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