Lyrics:
raided the dope spot, eight year old kid got shot
'Cause they mistook his BB gun for a Glock
And I ain't forgot about the homie Lano
He got killed by
you
(Can't forget about, can't forget about you)
(Can't forget about, can't forget about you)
Can't forget about the old school, Bam, Cas, Melle
ask
For reparations, then they hit us with tax
And insurance if we live to be old, what about now?
So stop being controlled, we black zombies
from amazing grace
Understand that Christ had to â??Câ?? murder
So you and I when we die live forever
East south or old school flavor
47 emcees is how I
new shoes and new kicks
Nigga's from the old school that started all this shit
Big time weightholders,Dope clocking for years
Nigga's you
(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
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
here's a few
MC Lyte, Queen Latifah, Monie Love, and Linque
What more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way
Hats
or good fortune
Tell me how
You're still here
Even Now
One - two - three - four
We took a chance at the old school dance
Never looked back to circumstances
on my back but I'm Rico to the punter
Big big bassy on my hip like a hunter
Them old arse nigga's getting splashed by this younger
Them Yardies got
And for the niggas selling cocaine, you're to blame
Black people lives ain't the same
And that's the tale in my hood
Niggas is up to no good
You better
But that old man just smiles, says
""I'm gonna ride this one out""
Cause everything he owns
Lives inside this house,
And everything he stands
to say
"Hello, haven't seen you on this bus before"
I gave her a look that said
"Huh, life is funny, you never know what's in store
By the way, your hair
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
our time ..Just out of school
..holding each other's lives bound with gold
rings .....We learned to fly.....On innocent wings
I had the big
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
hizzy, you remind me of the old school
In the club posted, snatching hoes with no jewels
Nigga
You know
As the world turns, these bitch niggas is
threats given by clowns
I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns
I'm hexed cursed worse I been blessed first
I thought I was abnormal cause I
the owner
Hit this gin make things move slower
I'm never sober
Roll some weed our eyes gets lower
I'm in my old school
Ride it sound just like a newer
my sub, it knock and it bang
From the lows to the highs, it shakes the whole frame
The old school whip, it swang whenever I come through
I've been
Catch me in the 80's drop
Old school Mercedes with a brand new baby glock
Right from my Lady's sock with two bodies on it
Capricorn, Aquarius
Lost so
"Slow Jamz
" holla at your man
Old school like Melle Mel
Or we could go to the D where Drelle Drel
Or DC, PG, or ATL
Back in Chi, I mean my life like
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
Bags on bags on bags
Old school whip new tags
AR 15 mags
And I keep 'em
Side by side by side
Come on bruh let's ride
Don't catch a body off pride
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