[Hook: Cee Lo Green] It's just the same sh** different day We pretend to work while they pretend to pay Daydreaming all day after day Every minute, every hour, that im spending awake [Verse 1: Ghostwridah] Blue collard green dreams roll it up and blow steam Clocks ticking, pop's tripping, different day, new scheme No jobs, rent due when all I got is hope saved If I fail man, well at least I got this ropes made Suicide, suicide, someone read that note I left Im just trying to stay afloat but I can barely hold my breath Sinking b**h, thinking rich, why should I think otherwise? We just getting over therefore we are hardly sober So I think I need a shot, dose of ?, couple of gin I will pick this f**ing lock if you don't let my people in Not a burglar, simply trying to get that much you stole from us Tripping acid, pop a pill, and you still cannot roll with us f** you very much of course Can't wait to show my supervisor when im up in Source Oh you can't feel my vibe, b**h turn your faders up They selling dreams, wanna buy but I ain't made enough [Hook] x2 [Verse 2: Wrekonize] Okay I wake up with this feeling that its the same season And the world is run now by demons I got you babe im bleeding And for no reason baby's heads been spinning on my ceiling Train spotting, my pains plotting to murder me The game's rotting im play-calling emergency This record label thinks the joke cause im broke And the suits still trying to cope with the fact they never heard of me Im walking 'round the grocery aisle trying my hardest not to work I rock a broken smile, the supervisor riding on me with some open file And getting closer now just trying to hold me down Im aching and my lazy friend ain't been making ends This wage is make believe but I ain't here to play pretend I had enough but you'll never hear me saying when Ill rewrite anything to never see this day again [Hook] x2 [Verse 3: Bernz] Same sh** different day Twist it up, light it up and watch it fade I done wrote the book but still im just a play on a stage Acting out of place, mouse inside a cage chasing cheddar ? rhyme pays But motherf**ers still insist that its a phase Even though they honeys know the lyrics to the throw aways I ain't the type to rain on no parade So I let em hate if that's the type of sh** that'll put smiles up on they face Pace car, burnt star in a bar Down and out gutter rats splitting packs of 'gars Anyway and every way even after restart When they open up the books we gon' get a chapter on secret arts This deja vu all over again this time I called some friends Flipped the beat, added some strings Before the haters come and get me I hope they get me some spins Maybe Cee Lo on the hook with a beat that's catchy as sh** (Wait, ain't that what we just did? I swear to god this is groundhog day Keeps repeating and repeating and repeating When will this day end? I don't know just bring the present in) [Verse 4: Mack Maine] Oh sh**, feces, turds My words are absurd I blame it on the herb when I got the urge to splurge I just splurge with the nerds put my dick up in your ear like f** what ya heard! Im a motherf**ing hip hop, rock star narley Puffing on that Marley, cruising in a Harley Ziggy when I get jiggy Mobster, shota, roster, choppa, pop ya, blocka Hello there momma ill be your big poppa Christopher Wallace pissing on a pilot Kicked off the plane, I admit it im deranged Mack Maine is so lame that Cypress Hill should be my name because im Insane in the membrane Politically incorrect nympho im into s** 1,2 mic check Love alcoholic, no phone I can't call it Same sh** different toilet Mr. Green [Hook]