Old School
Old School In the shadows where the echoes creep, Whispers of the past, secrets that we keep, Old school vibes, got the mystique glow, Rhymes so slick, like a river flow. Time travelin' minds, we rewind the clock, Spittin' verses heavy like a stone on a block, Illuminated thoughts, in the dark they shine, Droppin’ knowledge heavy, like I’m sippin’ on wine. From the corner of the street, hear the stories unfold, Legends in the alley, tales of the bold, With a flick of the wrist, I conjure the night, Busta’s in the building, ready for a fight. Echoes of the vinyl, scratchin’ on the beat, Rhymes that resonate, feel the pulse in the heat, Mystery in the air, like smoke from a fire, Old school essence, take you higher and higher. Yo, I’m spitting bars like it’s back in the day, Old school vibe, got that rebel display, Hustle in my veins, I’m the king of the block, From the corner to the throne, watch me rise, never stop. Graffiti on the walls, stories untold, Rhymes like gold, in this game, I’m bold, Flip the script, I’m the voice of the streets, With a heart of a lion, and fire in my beats. Paying homage to the legends, they paved my path, But I’m breaking the mold, I ain’t doing the math, Got my crew by my side, we’re the kings of the night, Old school mentality, but the future’s in sight. No chains can hold me, I’m breaking free, Rebellious spirit, that’s the heart of my G, From the struggle to the hustle, we rise and we grind, In this old school game, it’s the rebel’s design.
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Old School In the shadows where the echoes creep, Whispers of the past, secrets that we keep, Old school vibes, got the mystique glow, Rhymes so slick, like a river flow. Time travelin' minds, we rewind the clock, Spittin' verses heavy like a stone on a block, Illuminated thoughts, in the dark they shine, Droppin’ knowledge heavy, like I’m sippin’ on wine. From the corner of the street, hear the stories unfold, Legends in the alley, tales of the bold, With a flick of the wrist, I conjure the night, Busta’s in the building, ready for a fight. Echoes of the vinyl, scratchin’ on the beat, Rhymes that resonate, feel the pulse in the heat, Mystery in the air, like smoke from a fire, Old school essence, take you higher and higher. Yo, I’m spitting bars like it’s back in the day, Old school vibe, got that rebel display, Hustle in my veins, I’m the king of the block, From the corner to the throne, watch me rise, never stop. Graffiti on the walls, stories untold, Rhymes like gold, in this game, I’m bold, Flip the script, I’m the voice of the streets, With a heart of a lion, and fire in my beats. Paying homage to the legends, they paved my path, But I’m breaking the mold, I ain’t doing the math, Got my crew by my side, we’re the kings of the night, Old school mentality, but the future’s in sight. No chains can hold me, I’m breaking free, Rebellious spirit, that’s the heart of my G, From the struggle to the hustle, we rise and we grind, In this old school game, it’s the rebel’s design.
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