Same sh*t Different Toilet lyrics
by Styles P
[Chorus]
Peace! (Peace y'all!)
I can't call it, same sh*t, different toilet
When will the struggle end?
Square one, we're back again
I'm about to lose control (What up)
Please ease my soul
Or I'm gon' kick me a drum
[Verse 1: Pharaohe Monch]
The burning crucifix is on my lawn again
They wanna hang a n*gga like an ornament, it's tormenting
Mourning over yesterday, still yawning
Inside of a tournament, I can't win (Good morning!)
Shotgun blast, passed by my head
I'm a man, I tell you, I'm a man, I said
Push my daughter and my wife in the closet
And slid my son under the bed
Fill the Smith & Wesson with lead
Looked in the mirror and said "Breath!" (Now come on!)
Breath! I'm about to bring six klansmen to their knees
A cold story that my Oldman told me
If you're wondering why I have so much pimped up hostility
Inside of my soul and my memory still molds me (Still mold me)
Just take a glimpse into the mind of an OG (Where?)
Underneath the oak tree in the shade, where I hang at (Why?)
That's the same spot my great grand used to hang at
[Chorus]
Peace! (Peace y'all!)
I can't call it, same sh*t, different toilet
When will the struggle end?
Square one, we're back again
I'm about to lose control (What up)
Please ease my soul
Or I'm gon' kick me a drum
[Verse 2: Styles P]
[Chorus]
Peace! (Peace y'all!)
I can't call it, same sh*t, different toilet
When will the struggle end?
Square one, we're back again
I'm about to lose control (What up)
Please ease my soul
Or I'm gon' kick me a drum