Lyrics:
I was just getting started as a youngster teen
I didn't have many friends always hiding behind the fence
In my defense, I was just tryna do my best
ain't the kid's Mario Party, playing games up in a car
Dancin', fuckin', gettin' drunk up in my bar
All my friends and all my enemies have gathered
it's just magazines sprawled out on the floor
Fuck the media, I'm goin' all out, this is war
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
And I don't wanna be
that castle over there?
DENNIS: I'm thirty seven.
ARTHUR: What?
DENNIS: I'm thirty seven -- I'm not old!
ARTHUR: Well, I can't just call you `Man'.
the seasons
Winter, spring, summer, fall
If I throw it back just like a old school
Can you take it back just like a old school track
If I throw it back
High speed chase I'm on him, I do my cardio
Shoot him while the whip's still
Spinnin' it's Super Mario
Fuck it I'ma remix it
I ain't never backed down
old just like master Roshi (I'm a keep me a stick)
Bad lil foreign b**** she lick the d*** just like she was Yoshi (bad)
I'm balling no n***** can't
the place to be and about this time
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince in the house
We about to get busy old school style
Yo Jazzy
the place to be and about this time
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince in the house
We about to get busy old school style
Yo Jazzy
If I could beat the Block in a old school
Get fly like you supposed to
Then I just may not end up coming down
Old school tinted, wood wood grain
was better than being alone. I met one of my best friends this way, Kelly. She was also a teenager, not homeless, but just like me. She wanted to be
you said
I confess yes, I'm impressed yes
By the way you move, the way you talk
How you just you and that's enough
I confess yes (huh), I'm invested
In
up
By my fire’s damage
Old school, new school
I’m hot, I’m new
I’m lost, eventually I’ll find you
Old school, percussion
I’m hot, I’m new
A Dime
Biblically I am Timothy, visually I am Tripoli
Full of bigotry, fighting with Gaddafi over liberty
(?), sipping Hennessy
That's my only vice, old school
of dawning
He keeps ringing up, she
Keeps hanging up, oh what a fool
She is the best friend, of a ex girlfriend
Of a old school friend, who is the close
pray he falls.
But don't feel sorry for me.
Things weren't always this bad.
Why when I was a young talking goat,
The Old Man was just like my dad.
I
)
Like that Frank The Tank flow back in Old School
(Skit)
Swapping chicks everyday just like a pair of shoes
(Eouuu!)
Hear that, that's my memory taking
brain via microchips you can
Just think of a Nudge
And it makes your friend's head vibrate
Aggressively this is the future!
And here I am, 90 years old
Caleb, Hourmazd
He's Kamil 2.0
Shame!
Stop looking homeless (Savage!)
What did you just say?!
Thank you for the 12 verse rap you wrote me by the way for
talking goat
The Old Man was just like my dad
I come from the hills of Europe
That's where I met the Old Man
He was lost in the woods, I gave him
shoes, long road, gotta walk by myself
No clue what's on 'cause, I ain't calling for help
If I'm old news I'll make sure to report it myself
Got my whole
home that's how it would end
Made choices I don't like to think about
I did things just to get some school clout
Mama always said I'm a shooting star
Everybody just rock and dance to the beat
Have you ever went over a friend's house to eat
And the food just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy,
capsule that I forget
But can't forget manhunt running from my friends
Now life's a game of manhunt running from regret
We'd play Grounders by the swing
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