Lyrics:
This old man, he played one
He played knick-knack on his thumb
With a knick-knack paddywhack
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home
This
too deep
Going with what I always longed for
Feel like a brand new person (but you make the same old mistakes)
I don't care I'm in love (stop
out the way
I'm doin' 88 in the slow lane, no shame in my road rage
In my old age, I blow haze on this soul train
No cocaine, just a flux capacitor
bad, fuck 'round take her to the stars
Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
Brand new chick, got her brand new ass
With a lot of old money
started?
Man, my Bar Mitzvah money
But don't diss me buddy, I wasn't one of them younguns up on the block who had nothing to lose
I must've wanted this
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
the plan that is designed by the colored man
Now our babies are born to think this is the way of us (Way of us)
That's the way the devil wants it so it is
a brand
Whoever finds this I love you
Whoever finds this I need you
I ain't even got no one to talk to
So whoever finds this I love you
The old
love my life
Live my life
I’m singin’ this out
Out with the old
In with the new
Out with the old
In with a brand new year
Cheers to a brand new year
Cold cold
I’m bringing the heat, but the bars is so cold, cold
My style is brand new but these hundreds is old, old
My niggas stand tall man we never
Yo, Mack, I don't even understand
How they didn't understand you in that Mary joint
(Yeah, I know, man)
Kick that old robotic, futuristic, George
the plan that is designed by the colored man
Now our babies are born to think this is the way of us (Way of us)
That's the way the devil wants it so it is
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With the same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With the same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by
But we are powerful nonetheless
It's a Brand New Millennium
Three years ago I entered a land
Of serenity and purity
And this entire experience
Brought
stick
I ain't never feared no man I was beef by some other but not by no bitch
Don't come around here with that playin that's a easy way to meet this
Put your hand down youngin' this is not for you
On my "J.O." with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll
Style fresh,
Yo, Mack, I don't even understand
How they didn't understand you in that Mary joint
(Yeah, I know, man)
Kick that old robotic, futuristic, George
PRO ERA!
Beast Coast and we 'bout to feast this summer
Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
This dough man don't need no oven
My dope-heads they
friends all stuck in the past
Still dancing to Future
I was conceived by two users
I was supposed to be a loser
I had to see my old man cooped up
In
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your boujie friends
I don't need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds (uh, uh)
Okay, I'm
shit
All theses Street men wey wan come dey form star
The only blue man wey get him a goal na costa
For my street mhen I fit go win oscars
This case no
take some chances man!!
Written By: William Wheeler, Mr Red Sparks
as I can)
I ain't never trust no bitch, I ain't never trust no man, yeah, yeah (huh?)
Pull up in a brand new Porsche, followed by a matte black van,
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