Apollo Brown - Old School Vibe (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] Feel that vibe of that old school cracking through the speakers Memories of four fingered rings and shell toed Adidas The 90's that's my upbringing Era of the cla**ics, everything from GZA, Liquid Swords down to Nas Illmatic Back when rappers had talent Today it don't matter Shakespeare screenplay, now it's all tragic Radio is crying out "nostalgia" Cause a three syllable word Will clear the clubs quicker than a bouncer They wanna hear about selling grams, buying ounces The fitted and the outfit All the women that I went out with Don't even get me started on the main use of them hi hats My ears still a slave to that boom bap, boom bap Bap boom, bap boom, bap boom bap bap My thought, my soul my flow all for you Dedication strong for you Think back when I first met you Strong filled with life Not created by hype Wasn't known to rock the mic or make crowds get hype And find insight of life You was more than just a hustle Before they had you in The Buckle You was raw, profound sound Created harmony throughout the town Yeah Look around Feel the vibe in the air, it's so beautiful around here Yeah, got that old school feeling when we up in the building Enjoying life and we chilling and it's so good God I knew you would Answer my prayers and help us see clear And let 'em know that old school vibe ain't going nowhere Nah, it ain't going nowhere [Hook] {x4} I miss that old school vibe It used to sound like...{scratching} [Verse 2] I wish I could go back to them good old days Playing Duck Hunt sipping on a lemonade Watching moms dance to the O Jays Smokey Robinson, Bobby Womack Catch the memories like a Kodak Dusting off the throwback Hear the needle pop cause at the record shop [?] is hot Put the loop on the MP and drop Nothing but cla**ics, that old school vibe Got our hands to the streets on the tracks with [?] That's why we spit what we feel And live by the triple R rule Real, Recognize, Real Now y'all hate us because we got a record deal? It ain't our fault after we got plugged We just kept spinning non stop like power drill But they mad because we'll never be with 'em Not The Regiment, you won't see me with 'em These dudes pissed cause we don't blast at the wind I.E., man we don't shoot the breeze with 'em Nah we don't shoot the breeze with 'em Nah we don't shoot the breeze with 'em [Hook]