Azad Right - Old School lyrics
[Verse 1] I'm old school like them base heads sleepin' with the needle Ca**ette players blasting, they dreaming of the Beatles Way past they prime, with no concept of time They still tryin' to shine, yeah I'm speakin' to those people I'm old school like playin' dice in the park Carryin' heat, these kids got ice in they heart And I understand they pain, they searching for better days So I'm tryn' pave the way, I'm the light in the dark I'm old school like the youth that reside in California They parents said they gotta be a Doctor or a Lawyer They givin' up they dreams of bigger and better things And get stuck with two degrees and a horrible employer I'm old school like polygamous relations The girl isn't satisfied, she's gettin' so impatient She f** another man, and gets labeled as a tramp And ends up overdosing, man that b**h was f**in' crazy, for real [Verse 2] I got that old school feel, I'm JFK real Check my f**in' reel, yeah You'll prolly see a buncha clips of me and Marley smokin' up Jimi taught me the guitar, I was focused bruh Hittin' woodstock, naked with these bad b**hes Makin' up for all the days we never had riches Pink Floyd on repeat while the acid hits Having s** on the gra**, no mattresses Gettin' stoned with the Stones, we was trippin' out to Bob Dylan's Bringin' It All Back Home Reminiscin' on the good ol' days Visitin' my high school homies, man the hood don't change Uh, at every Laker game, threatenin' the Celtic fans Makin' b**hes knees shake like the Elvis dance We stayed runnin' through p**y, check my insoles Gettin' head backstage at the Prince show Damn, I never met a woman like Sade Her personality was sweeter than her voice I kept hittin' on her, but she never got the point So I f**ed her best friend, she ain't leave me with a choice Me and Chaka Khan was both fans of Michael Jordan I'm talkin' Carolina, way before Mike was scorin' 35 a game, I still have his rookie card We both dipped our hands in the same cookie jar I remember Mike Jack did the moon walk Back in '88, left everybody in the room shocked Time to hit the beach and surf those waves I broke up with my girl, she loved Kurt Kobain It's all good though, cause I really wanted Madonna My ex liked that broke sh**, but I wanted designer Enjoy the silence b**h, I ain't gon' stress though That's the first time I discovered the Depeche Mode Then I met Tommy Yorke on a flight back to London What a great time to be a youngin' He told me stay clear of the dumb sh** And constantly reminded me to focus on just one chick I met that girl when I got introduced to Nas And my life changed, ok now I'm in the right game...