Lyrics:
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And I stay ten toes by myself, I don't be needing no one, oh yeah
Put yo' body on me if you really want it
I got a back pack with like everything I
And another thirty long years
Have gone by
You might think that I'm too old
To play rock'n'roll now
But I'm not ready to give it up yet
'Cause I'm too young
not wait for the end of the day
Because by then for you it may be too late
Ain’t no age to this vibration
Anyway not yet ina this dreadie generation
is a man's world
Women exist, just from the ribcage
Even in 2020, could this be the Stone Age
This phenomenon is a disgrace
Yet
Skipped rocks
gon eat them
Skittles with drillas not bad at drillin
Not 6 to 9 its 9 to 6
With ma new age in the front
i love ma city but not ma country
Your car
the day and age - mother of all
The one we rely upon
Billions cast aside
In the abyss of time
The moment's here, don't let it pass you by
(You're a storm
to enlighten
And I'm just that type-a, lyrical rhyme
Sniper, never a street fighter
But down for gettin' hyper
I'm a beat junkie brother, known by the emcees
tickets ain't straight, TSA your ass back
NASDAQ, IBM, the big honcho on the block
Bitch, I be him
The rock mega death, we gonna kill the Kane
Fuck
(Eightball)
What's the deal
What's up with a nigga, Eightball up in dis here
Fa real
Historic hits, nigga like Ali's fist
Rock the world
Get freaked
the mornin', that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
I want PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I got niggas my pop's age that
Rock of ages cleft for me
Now that could be the voice of John F Morgan in the
Ripley jailhouse singin' hymns
Well ol' Johnny might just be singin'
by trade but the
Kingdom that He made
Was build without hammer and nails
It stands like a rock through
The ages of time
It was built with the Love that
This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
Yes, here we go again, give you more, nothing lesser
Back on the mic is the anti-depressor
Ad-Rock, the pressure, yes, we need this
The best is
the humbles I was shootin ( ? )
And now my time has come
And now hip-hop's an industry polluted by bums
Posin with guns, they're puffin mad blunts
Aiyo,
Higher than every name
His name is Jesus, Jesus
He's the rock of all the ages
God of all creation
Ruler of the universe
We declare that sickness
strapped down to my side
No frontin', just in case I gotta smoke somethin'
'Round here, heads don't act their age
You might be another dead bwoy pon page
strapped down to my side
No frontin', just in case I gotta smoke somethin'
'Round here, heads don't act their age
You might be another dead bwoy pon page
yourself back to health
Ain't gotta choice but to rock out with the glizzy they see me comin nigga
Ion care if I'm by myself and it's a hunnid niggas
Shoot
"Pardon my age"
Twelve shells in the gauge like a carton of eggs
We goin' home like Eric Cartman, chromosomes on my conscience
Hear some niggas talkin'
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
You've got your makeup on
Rock 'n roll Vietnam
Your boots are leather
Pull yourself together
Say yeah, oh yeah
well, the air is fit to figure
Wow, we in stereo?
Question for the ages
What's going on with my back pages?
Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen
You got to feel it within
the kid who rock a snap back
Steady blow this hash back until my thoughts are abstract
How to get by, that's how we livin' in this day and age
I bring
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