My Old-School Lyrics

Grew up in Hackham, where all the houses were dilapidated

If you crossed the king of your street, you'd end up decapitated

To protect yourself, you always had to act agitated

Bank accounts always dry; none of them were saturated

Then we grew up, and started stackin' the bills

Back in my day you'd state how you actually feel

Never make it these days, even when rappin' with skill

Gotta try shock the scene, like a slap to the grill

When I say "Old-school," they're like Let that shit go, man

"This that new-age shit, so get with the program

It's the ostrich effect, 'cos they're head is below sand

Messin' with the old-school's like tryna Mess With The Zohan

Used to be intense rap disses, and the songs were legit

No Vaseline, Ether and Kill Shot were the shit

Hit 'Em Up and Who Shot Ya could be rocked in a pit

Now artists like Cole diss, but then say sorry for it

I like spittin' old-school, never missin' a hit

So sit back, start reminiscin' and shit

Everyone vibe out, and let the track just rock

Here's my old-school, I've just turned back the clock

I like spittin' old-school, never missin' a hit

So sit back, start reminiscin' and shit

Everyone vibe out, and let the track just rock

Here's my old-school, I've just turned back the clock

If there was trouble in the streets, we used to blame the cops

I'm small but be Walkin' Tall like Dwayne The Rock

This my pozzy in the rap game, I've saved a spot

You'll get punched around a beat, like you're afraid to box

New-aged energy, speedy like I'm in Track Hawk mood

I'm at that super-premium level, like Blackhawk food

I stay in the underground, just like a Trapdoor do

Back in my day you'd stay civil, and never attack your crew

If you can't handle the answers, then you mustn't just ask

You gotta move forward and not stay stuck in the past

I stay itchin' for more, like I'm cuttin' the grass

Don't get stuck from behind, like you're gettin' fucked in the ass

Well, that's my old-school, so don't forget the name

I spit random tracks, just to go against the grain

Don't care if you like it, I'm just here to entertain

And natural selection ensures only the best remain

I like spittin' old-school, never missin' a hit

So sit back, start reminiscin' and shit

Everyone vibe out, and let the track just rock

Here's my old-school, I've just turned back the clock

I like spittin' old-school, never missin' a hit

So sit back, start reminiscin' and shit

Everyone vibe out, and let the track just rock

Here's my old-school, I've just turned back the clock