Lyrics:
make it plain
Keeping the smoke
Cooking the food
Making long songs
I'm just joking
These are not long
Listen to Echoes
By Pink Floyd
Break like a toy
rampage
On the school teachers and on children of such callow age
And so, this is a song for the teacher Scott Beigel
Died bringing his children back
[Chorus]
Every once in awhile
You need some ol' skool company
Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove
And a old school melody
When God, his son
she took my freedom
And I idly watched as time passed by
But a warrior cannot hide, I did not fight
In the sun, but the idol I tore down at night
Now, I
(Chorus)
Ooooohhhh
Love me like its Old School
Tell me that you want to
Moooove
In a little closer
Keeping my Composure
It seems like the only
By now I think it's real, I'm the best one
Yes son, I take it to the old school
I spit super rhymes 'cause I am so cool
A duel? You must be fool
who did not fight
Brought tales of old to light
My Rocinante sailed by night
On her final flight
To the heart of Cygnus' fearsome force
We set
Yo Shock man people be comin up to me sayin
"Yo man, what's up with the Underground, man?
You guys old school, new school, R&B or hip-hop?"
What
on yak while rollin a bat today i dnt feel like pourin up
Im raisin my racks like its a toddler now its mature growin up
Ima old warrior no iguodola smack
There's a kid out on my corner, hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungerees, but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made
and the angels never sing
And this bad idea can't die
Where we'll never have to grow old
Surrounded by youth and the blazing sun
Along the banks of the warrior
who did not fight
Brought tales of old to light
My Rocinante sailed by night
On her final flight
To the heart of Cygnus' fearsome force
We set
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
Yo Jeff whats shakin' man
Whats up dude
Ay man remember that girl you know when I was walking to school
She used to diss me everyday (yeah)
Man
(fuck just him, I want his gang)
I got a new crib (new crib), but I call that bitch my old-school (my old-school)
'Cause that bitch the same size as my
want you rich but still broke
Let's smoke dope in the morning
By the old school road
Right out by the old school road
Right out by the old school
the old school
'Cause rap is still a brand-new tool
I say no-one's from the old school
'cause rap on a whole
Isn't even twenty years old
Fifty years down
never, never again
Never, never, never again
Never, never, never again
This story is bigger than Jim
Bigger than him, never again
In 1875 A Kiowa Chief by
(to my old school down in delray)
c'mon and take me home
??
(cmon cmon) lets go y'all
there's another festival down town,
take some bottles back up
the queue
Cus were the buzz we're the twang
We're that old school thang
Turn it up way too loud
We're the thunder and bang
By a neon sign
Stirring up
Yo Jeff what's shakin' man
Whats up dude
Ay man remember that girl you know when I was walking to school
She used to diss me everyday (yeah)
Man
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
(God put a song in the heart of an angel and softly she sang it to me)
I get to thinkin' lotta times about when I was a lad
Of the old home place
[Music and lyrics: Daniel Reda]
"Listen to the wind", said the old man to the warrior
"Listen, it's talking to you, singing its sweet melodies,
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