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Spending all day sparking life into the heroes of the silver age
Or maybe a flower shop, how could I resist?
Create my own microcosm after hours in

You know Young Rich Niggas
You know so we ain't really never had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though
(If Young Metro don't trust

Bad And Boujee

Migos

Bad and Boujee

2016

You know Young Rich Niggas
You know so we ain't really never had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though
(If Young Metro don't trust

of my God
With plenty halls (Na) (Nope they can't hear me na)
Getting me a warranty with her 30 day lemon law (Hmm)
Got to bag that
Got to pass back
Can't

other right
(my other right) , your left appendage

There's a knot inside my gut that's
Growing faster by the day
So pardon my not showing up
To your

The old me died
You inside
Im keeping Your Word for the rest of my days

I am Your vessel
Say Your Name from Shechem to Bethel
Drop to my knees I cry for

grade roll up and it just gi mi the vibes
Jamaican party
Run come feel the vibes
Mi have my shorty and she by my side
Dress down and classy and har

everything's different - We have to change
Everything's changed - Evolve with the chain
I can't go back - Don't need to go back
To the good old days -

There must be a brighter day

Now the sea is rising high
Call the heroes of the night
I can't let you just stand by
Watching us lose the game
You are

Winds of the Old Days

Joan Baez

Diamonds & Rust

1975

WINDS OF THE OLD DAYS (Words and Music by Joan Baez)
The lady's adrift in a foreign land
Singing on issues both humble and grand A
Decade flew past

I'm cruisin' the streets of L.V.  slow speed Watchin' time pass by, wonderin' why I am
Who I be? Am I glad that I'm not the old me? The O.G. G.O.D.

another day since I've taken over 30
Pro's with my blows, fighting dirty
Yeah you heard me
Watch your blood curdle
Paralyzed, just my quirk see

This is

we rode through the days of my childhood
Memories like heroes, they never grow old.

Together we rode over mountains and valleys
Camped out a night

no boy ready today!
Dem say me guh' crazy
Just protecting meself'
Gun fit me smooth like snapback,
Since school days 'cya diss
We a box dat down
Old 38

population
Still remain, cursed generations
Until the end of time
Living day by day by day
Evil in the mirror
There since nineteen forty five
Guilty

let the good times roll and don't never
Let your young grow old in these days around this Podunk town
You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home

Countdown

E-40

The Block Brochure: Welcome to the Soil, Pt. 5

2013

in a day (Work)
Quarter platinum plaques in the hallway (Money)
Not Frank Sinatra but I did it my way (Mine)
Cut the top off the coupe, that's

And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

Eric Bogle

Scraps of Paper

1981

And the old men march slowly, old bones stiff and sore
They're tired old heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask, "what are they marching for?"

Magica Story

Dio

Magica

2000

It has been a thousand years since the once powerful
planet of Blessing lost its life-giving two suns, and
countless millennia since the days

news, old news, old news, old news
Just another day in the haze with my whole crew
We got old news, yeah
Old news, old news, old news, old news
City in

And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

Eric Bogle

Now I'm Easy

1980

And the old men march slowly, old bones stiff and sore
They're tired old heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask, "what are they marching for?"

down by this town and always turned down
but in dreams at night
they can sometimes recall
when we were heroes
when we were winning

There was a girl that

A fall day on the field 
Who says magic isn't real
There he was, far too young 
Have faced so many trials 
But still he smiled 
Six years old, tried

Young heroes with no place to go 
Workin' hard but they've got nothing to show
Sittin' 'round with some old melody
When you're down and out who needs