Lyrics:
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
"look do you want to do the video? You can
be the old man in it." I said, "Old man? Look here, look here who do you think you're talking to... old man
was old (Time goes)
Now my beards gone gray and forty's round the corn' (Time goes by)
So caught up in my ways like the days grow more (Time goes by
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
the time,
With a soft and muffled chime;
As we silently stood by his side.
But it stopped. Short.
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years
swagging
Hop up out that motherfucker dabbing
Had an old school on some 'rellis
Used to go to school in some Bally's
Flexing Macho Man Randy Savage
Oh
swagging
Hop up out that motherfucker dabbing
Had an old school on some 'rellis
Used to go to school in some Bally's
Flexing Macho Man Randy Savage
Oh
they zoom
Fallin back to all of my old habits
Imma mess but I'm tryna improve
I wanna make time for you
But there's no time for you
My old friends
the plan that is designed by the colored man
Now our babies are born to think this is the way of us (Way of us)
That's the way the devil wants it so it is
conceptualize human beings
My auntie is a man now
I think I'm old enough to understand now
Drinking Paul Masson with her hat turned backwards
Motorola
Old Man Blues
They say when you pass 60 it turns quiet in your pants
You're not obsessed by penetration every time you have a new romance
They say
could prove...
One day I will be the man...
The one for you, you'll see I am...
I'm not sure when we'll meet again...
But every time I breathe you in...
a European watch
On a different time
I used to run around with a MAC-10
Back when I was 20 years old
That was back then (30)
30 clip in the 40, move yayo like
would fight me
Poppa was a nasty old man, like the rest
He's feeling on my chest, with his hand in my dress
Just another pest, and yes I was nervous
to time
But those were the days (those were the days)
Man, those were the days (those were the days)
So here's to the good old days, baby, one more
Serious face
Blacklisted, so black man's blacklisted
Bap bap bap in this bitch
Old school bandana gang inna dis
Serious face
Blacklisted, so black
confessed, it was caused by his sins
So the crew threw him out and the whale took him in
The whale said to Jonah, old feller, don't fret
I'm sent here to take
luck
Like ahuh yeu yeu get hit by a truck
Playin' catch a girl, fuck a girl
Throw her in a sandwich
Just a young boy doing grown man shit
a regular guy, with an old soul look in his eye
He was a man of word, and true to himself to the end
Chorus:
Manny liked to laugh and share a good story
from the cathedral
What I should be
So take my lies
And take my time
'Cause all the others want to take my life
And I watch, with an intent, basic
Created by yellow tape and chalk lines
Lived anonymous I.D. was just a gang sign
Hard headed like ball hogs at crunch time
Ready to eat with all my
could fill it three times
Clock going round every second gone by ay
Still I gotta get it till the case closed
Writing up shit till the day goes
Been
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