Old Skool Days Lyrics

Lucidic QueenB Music

I have a story

Hopefully to help someone else

Let's break these spells

Collect your real wealth

Take the steps

Jump the fence

Let go of regrets

You have a choice

A voice to enjoy or destroy

Avoid or exploit

Are you gonna sink or swim

Boomers sought out Tom Brady

Instead they got Slim Shady

Unafraid of what neighbors might say

Displayed in this daily wordplay

Eminem for Xennials in a Benjamin age

Inspiration liberation genuine in the nation

Atomic symbolic did us a solid Cleaning out a closet in his word vomits

Speaking up for what we wanted

Fluid and lucid

His music is therapeutic

An idol's as a kid

He'd spit his shit

Flowed like a real poet

Went above and beyond

A lyrical James Bond

A rap god at the top

Hit the charts sparked our hearts

In between two sides few signs and loose times

Rise up from the ashes spun of second chances and tech advances

I live life as eclectic

Haters are skeptic

Blaming genetics ethics or a lack of athletics

Scared of the truth

Confused of your views

Here's a message trying to break through

Work your life away or build your life today

Floppy disks to streaming gigs

Xennials straddle the analog digital bridge

Dial-up tones and wifi zones

We're the Slim Shady's of the Xennials stones

Pixelated playgrounds Xennials roam

Where Slim Shady echoes

In dial-up dreams in a wifi haze

Hybrid kids of old school days

I'm wide awake time to take a stand

Demand a new act no plans

A wave maker brand

A major player and creator

Boomers are intruders stealing futures

Spreading rumors consumer groomers

Quit feeding the rich

The poor need it more

Not buying endless work lore

Breaking cycles a new title revival no denial

Quit watching the news it's abuse

Using agendas for more views and the script to shift

Media makes you sick

Self validation in one click

Hypnotized by lies like internal suicide

Televised high crime while franchise ads rise at the same time

People looking down ready to drown

An optical crown doubt no sound

They're not who they post to be

They post who they want you to see

Floppy disks to streaming gigs

Xennials straddle the analog digital bridge

Dial-up tones and wifi zones

We're the Slim Shady's of the Xennials stones

Pixelated playgrounds Xennials roam

Where Slim Shady echoes

In dial-up dreams in a wifi haze

Hybrid kids of old school days

Boomers call us rebellious and lazy

We now know you were all crazy

We were the peacemakers dealmakers

Teenage debaters and genius innovators

Living in a media echo chamber

Quit playing victim

Reflections of your projections

Like words or weapons

Not buying you selling questions

Now I'm stressing for expressing affection

I think I need a therapy session

Old generations no education

Spread misinformation

We had thousands of questions

Reflective perceptions

You said be quiet keep it private

Well your silence was no guidance

Keeping up with the Joneses is not a dream

Above your mean scheme a hole on their payroll

I'm authentic and you're fake

I'm full of love and you're full of hate

Fables enable a way to face internal struggles

Shuffle the trouble double the color

Express progress progress a recipe for success

You might suffocate and take your place

Sending shockwaves to the graves

Floppy disks to streaming gigs

Xennials straddle the analog digital bridge

Dial-up tones and wifi zones

We're the Slim Shady's of the Xennials stones

Pixelated playgrounds Xennials roam

Where Slim Shady echoes

In dial-up dreams in a wifi haze

Hybrid kids of old school days

When life gives lemons

Lesson the tensions

Ask more questions

Turn the page

Embrace change and chase that sour taste away