Lyrics:
Louisiana by the old bayou
Everybody grooving on the Zydeco chaud
Little bitty baby and her old grand ma
Digging on the rhythm of the Zydeco song
Come
the power, the pulse, the hunger inside inside
We are warriors of the night, unstoppable ride
Through the neon streets, where dreams are born,
In the heart
by the fireside,
look into each other eyes, and make love to our favorite song,
that's how it was.
It's been so long, since we've been this way,
Warrior with a speaker
Cause we are warriors, warriors, warriors
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
They tryin to reach ya with them old school tactics, make us strong
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
Out of many generations
Old school power meets new school warriors
We come to skank up the nation
Run the track, pon di tune give me the reggae
Out
Yeah I'm in a mood, you know what it do
An old school cat, relaxing on the jewel
With the real dope raps, sinister too
I'm breaking up the crime like
grab the mic
She like the lyrics that I wanna recite
She like the old school mic with the cable
You can bring your records and I'll bring
fold, taco
I drip slow, ristretto
I'm Texas made, Zydeco
Like a four year old, I'm trained to go
Johnny Bravo
Moon Palace when I Pop's
Woah mama
Funko,
like these cuts from old school
Cookin it up just like it's soul food
Fuck all y'all, I never did know you
Bring the ProTools, stack it on up
And little
Chapman
RIGHT HEAD : Michael Palin
OLD MAN : Terry Gilliam
HEAD KNIGHT OF NEE : Michael Palin
FATHER : Michael Palin
PRINCE HERBERT : Terry Jones
GUARD #1 :
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
them old timerz, I know you know
I still throw it down for the fear, for real (for sho!)
Burned down your empire, physicnantal school
When I jump
nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney
parents share often. When I was two or three years old, I was with my family at a swimming pool. The pool had a diving board and unbeknownst to them, I got
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
I wanna sit by the fire
Candles on and electric gone
Body heat and a blanket
Wind up the radio, our song comes on
I know times are changing
But
Protect myself surrounded by the steels like canned food products
All my life never had school problems, now the whole game like a food chart
And they got
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
on the right track
Now where do we go from here?
Sick and tored of worthless statements
Pissed off with the same old songs
You stuff your moral rule book
many times)
Have we heard them sing those songs?
So many times (so many times)
They've been our idols for so long.
And, God, if there's an old school
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
back with my warrior soul
Now I'm back with my warrior soul
Our programs are mind control
I knew this at 9 years old
Now I’m back with my warrior soul
""Old School Party-Dance Like We Used To ""
(T. Blakemore, J. Stringfellow)
When you play this record,
Make sure your speakers are loud and in
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