Lyrics:
Of the street shit to the block
Parental advised
I'm feeling like Muhammad Ali in his prime
Mike Jordan in his heyday
Call me Jeff Gordon in that hard
Top
on along
Come on along
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man
Up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you care to hear
The Swanee
on along
Come on along
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man
Up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you care to hear
The Swanee
eye
I got connections with the underground
Call me a common rodent boy
Sitting here safe and sound
Some molehill mother sauntered by
Acting like
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
that english that's broke as hell
That's why my niggaz in the hood understand me so well
Its the modern rap type talk
Used to walk, all over your ears
and mother emcees
While I got a lot of brand in my name, I'm recognizable
Leavin' me the cash amount, that's quite sizable
Rich in that English that's broke
the grocers store,
Owned by an austrian
He often calls me down to eat
And he jokes about his broken english,
Tries to be a friend to me
But for all my years
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
And nobody calls me, "Hey, baby doll", Miss Marmelstein
Or "Honey dear", Miss Marmelstein, or "Sweetie pie"
Miss Marmelstein
Even my first name would be
klavier
(you sure get around in this piano)
[someone says 'my fist speaks english...']
I net, I net, wenn I red no red I
(not me, not me, when I speak I
the best of me
I think they call this modern anxiety
This modern life is getting the best of me
(The best of me)
(I just have to keep riding by)
I
-day knight, defective product of society
Modern-day knight, what you call fate they call insanity
Modern-day knight, you wise or fool, to me is a mystery
say that you've been twice as busy as a Christmas Elf
I'll bet that personally you have emptied every modern shelf
But what I wanted by my Christmas
like me on the
Job from nine to five
Working nine to five
What a way to make a living
Barely getting by
It's all taking and no giving
They just use your
By default by design
Time after time
Maybe you earned it,
Maybe you spurned it
But you got it...
You got it
Call it attraction or charm
Sound
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you care to hear the
Swanee River played in a ragtime
Come
nothing at all
Modern life corrodes us all
You know that it's true
Give yourself a wake-up call
Let the past come back to rescue you
Seduced by a friendly
And die
It's just you and I
Kiss by the candle light
And swear to hold
This lie
And we just might blow our tops
Nothing in modern English can make us stop
Man, I swear to God
I got some niggas out there in Shreveport so loyal it just don't make no fucking sense
That my nigga I call'em Blocka
That
Now the Swan it floated on the English river
Ah the Rose of High Romance it opened wide
A sun tanned woman yearned me through the summer
knock you out
Don't you call this a regular jam
I'm gonna rock this land
I'm gonna take this itty-bitty world by storm
And I'm just gettin' warm
Just
a minute
'Cause see they call me a menace, and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all will swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's
the dealer calls
And has got you by the balls
You tell him that ya, you tell that ya had it from me
[Chorus]
[Repeat: x12]
And its a, its a, its a,
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