same old blues, the same old blues again Same old blues, I got the same old blues, yeah Same old blues, I got the same old blues, yeah Oooo oo same old
Translation: Blood Sweat And Tears. Same Old Blues.
ice be onto my neck and wrist, now anybody wanna play some hockey I'm that nigga in fact (In fact), paper tall as Shaq (Oh, boy!) Blood, Sweat, and Tears
point in time when my principles lifted me One must acclimate to their mud if they don?t know their own dirt And be fascinated with the blood, sweat and tears
the stars You know who you are, but you can't keep on jabbin' the jaw I worked too hard, everyone carries a bucket of blood From the sweat glands of a
stars You know who you are, but you can't keep on jabbin' the jaw I worked too hard, everyone carries a bucket of blood From the sweat glands of a Mad
when it's time to capture memories the closest thing to a smile we can muster is a sneer And giving blood, sweat, and tears in exchange for cold sweat
your culture and fuked ya And you gave birth to a nation You freelabel laid America's economic foundation Blood, sweat and tears and fear for years But
from the same honey My old man, a mutual friend tried to capitalize Sabotage the enterprise, STUPID He almost fucked us up We on same page, same stage, same
