Lyrics:
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had
an old school telegra mover wires to your home
Or a message in a bottle in the papers the radio
I'll be trying every day just to let you know
Here you
Mix up a batch of lemonade
Five minutes and boys I'm on my way
I ain't gonna let her bring me down today
Trucks blaring some old school feel good songs
right there, and gaze on the scenes
Of bygone days, made me yearn to return to the land and people,
I will love always, I even saw the same old school
the vultures were wheeling
Above the ruins where the fallen lay
An ancient song as old as the ashes
Echoed as Mageba's warriors marched away
Impi! wo 'nans'
rocked out some old school Elvis and had em pouring in the door
Sang some songs about drinkin and led some David Allen Coe
Nailed some Hank and Merl
can't fool me any of the time
So I sit and I eat a TV dinner
I watch an old funny Marx Brothers movie
And a flash comes across my TV screen
And it's
to school
Such a beautiful thing, being embraced by a woman that's a queen
With big dreams for the younger sibling
O couldn't do no wrong
According
pops and moms
Tell em Im a good kid
Catholic raised
Knowin i went to public school
And sweared and got blazed
Even weed when i got a whole two
And that
and
An bhfuil cead agam dul go dtí an leithreas?
My Ireland is Zig and Zag and top shelf mags
Pearse lonely as an old woman defiant in defeat
My Ireland is
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer do you remember?
Do you remember when we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block had a bunch
I love beats by the Viking and the Alchemist
People get inside my head like John Malkovich
My life is getting complicated like calculus
I feel
it
Right to the Knights of the Old-school Republic
Battle historian, valedictorian
I enflame my veins with some fat midichlorians
Heat it up fast,
Goapele
Old wounds closing up as my blood coagulates
Old school habits I shaked off and laced y'all
I don't wanna be a star I'm a quasar
Great scars lost my
Street's cold, nigga, I adapt like Somebody turn the heat on
This really ain't the street you wanna Beef on
Let alone be on, drive by, he gone
Picture me,
still a student of the game school of hard knocks
Residue on the edge of the spoon
Moving like I ain't got a second to lose
I'm on the clock Navigated my
the one above it
Still be the one above it
Old school With this shit
I keep it cold
Just like an ice cream
This was produced by
Rob Nollan
Engineered by
This isn't a sad song
I mean it's not a happy song
But it's not a sad song
It's just a way I feel sometimes
I get lost in thinking about time
And all
sea
And driven by the wind
The waves we must defeat
The voice we can here is the old northern call
Still guiding us on our course
This song in
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
send packs)
Grow spot next door to the arena
(Right by the Warriors) two rooms
It runs downstairs with veg and ether
I got the yacht waitin' on me out in
Hotline
Can I request a song?
Yeah
"My Baby" by Lil' Romeo
You got that
(I want you back)
Oh, Romeo, give me a chance
Uh-uh, too young, I
Sing your words
I'll bring you song breaking your curse
Breaking your curse
Hotter than sun, colder than rain
Colder than rain
Whats with the world,
me
Usually, I would get mad, that's the old me
Nah that's the old me
Yea started making music by the age of 10
I had the motivation but it came
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