Lyrics:
When I pull up mother fuckers like whaa
Look at they face drop they jaw
Niggers look like can't believe what they saw
Old school nigger new school
remember when we used to be in school
A-learning how to live by the golden rule
That was long ago and I'd like to say
I love you in the same old way,
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
looking into one of those arranged marriages
Live, learn, crash and burn, swallow your bile
All in, play to win, call of the wild
Old school, play it cool,
that came from my old school
They used chat on my name and tell me to switch up my game I’m too old school
So I started taking there misses and fucking
a lot of groups fell apart
Rap is still an art, and no-one's from the Old School
'cause Rap is still a brand-new tool
I say no-one's from the Old
a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put
Today, I will walk into the Civic Auditorium
As a 17-year-old high school graduate
And walk out-
"Name?" The man's grating voice
Cuts through my reverie
a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put
across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
I remember one year
My mom took me school shopping
It was me, my brother, my mom,
We will fight when the night is done
We live our lives tonight as one
We live our lives tonight as one, one
I'm a bad mother-, shout your mouth
by and beat up my son
So I went out and bought myself a big old German dog
The man behind me saw me and he started raisin' hogs
A nineteen year old
on Instagram
Cussing me out on snapchat because of Camille
You're Camille too you live in the Easton Pennsylvania
You suck at school you suck at math
'Cause
Watchin' time fly
As it goes by
And I sit back with a bowl packed
Night sky Black word to Kodak
Living in the moment
Go back to old days and old rules
I bought
Do you take change
To Make a Change in our lives
Together we hold back time to not fly
(Chorus)
Ooooohhhh
Love me like its Old School
Old school fella
Been captive like Mandela
Never a good weather
Harsh storms till December
Old school fella
The sound I still remember
Old school
gang, old man
Old school, young jam
All black, MZ
Still screaming out that chain gang
Whole gang, old man
Old school, young jam
All black, MZ
Still
can't help this feeling take me back to the old days
Riding around the ville got me thinking about the past
Miss playing baseball those days went by fast
Seems like nothing's ever gonna change in my world
Every day is more the same old thing
But in the spring, I'm gonna graduate from hi school
Then I
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other
We don't live by rules
We shoot in broad day
Have them bodies laying out on Broadway
Kids get out of school they see the body
Every organ dripping
no longer a teen
Decided on Drexel, I'm in the Philly music scene
High school prom night, had my girl by my side
Only lasted 4 months though, I had
Yeah, c'mon, hoo!
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speed ball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
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
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