"The same ol' thing (all over the world)
 The same ol' thing (got to get 'em wit it)
 The same ol' thing (MCs out there got)
 The same ol' thing (so 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 have no vertebrae
 yo  but D E L & HIEROGLYPHICS have to murder a
 fraudulent foe real quick
 and get them off of our dicks
 show the public that they ass ain't slick
 they lack skills
 and they can only thrill ya by dance steps
 I coulda iced Vanilla, but I haven't got the chance yet
 but that's ok
 cause he was dissed on Soul Train
 he got booed because his rhymes are so lame
 he ain't the only one
 he's far from it
 there's more on Earth
 and they're all gonna plummet
 like falling stars
 because a brother's in charge
 I'ma stomp mud holes in they ass like they was El DeBarge
 then charge to the front of the class
 suckers everywhere like broken glass, yo
 but I'ma keep troopin' through the Meadow with the fellow named X
 and a pillow
 to sock the pussy willows
 while I get dough as I grow as a rhymer
 and they can keep showin' their teeth like Aunt Jemima
 it's the same ol' thing...
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 ...and it's gettin' kinda ancient,
 I'm in your face with force
 to eliminate monotonous
 braggin' & boastin' so most will end up profitless
 cause they ain't got a foot to stand on
 and I'ma leave the stage bloodier than a Tampon
 I can't get no rest
 because of gamin' little pests
 will step & try to test me with the same ol' thing
 I wish it would stop
 but more than likely it will not
 cause too many MCs got the same ol' thing
 so I change & rearange rhyme patterens
 keep ya mind scatterin'
 from the solar system
 and I still dissed 'em
 the ones with the CRUMBS on they lips
 talkin' about Sucka MCs that don't exist
 and I get the gist
 so don't play me like a imbecile
 thinkin' that ya large
 but ya small as a thimble
 plus I get mantal over funky tracks
 and ya still talkin' Sucka MCs?
 That shit is wack
 if I ever dissed an MC
 it was one with a name
 so don't tell me he was one in the same
 because I know better
 I flow better than the average Joe
 I use my nubian stick to overthrow that same ol' thing...
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 MCs out there got the same ol' thing
 got the sameol' game
 and trip, some got the same ol' name
 like Rockmaster This
 Mighty Kingathat
 who died & left you the Wolfman, Jack?
 But the Boogiemen are irregular
 spactacular, dracula
 and plus we're gettin' clever
 I never had the urge to ass a tag to my title
 and I won't add a (rah!) or a (huh!) at the end of my recital
 hip hop hibbit
 I never say a rhyme like that
 cause I can take my time & give it
 thought, so I went & bought
 a pen & pad
 now I'm makin' MCs real mad
 like Young MC
 goin' out like Sugar Hill
 add a new beat
 new rhyme (huh!)
 bogus still
 and even if we are in the same gang
 it ain't no need
 for all MCs to have the same ol' thing...
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 ...and it's gettin' mighty ancient