Nu' Ol' Skool
I ain't underground and I aint main stream
I'm in da ground see? somewhere in between things
I admit, I walk the streets wit a backpack
But the streets are concrete, so I'm rarely abstract
I am rude though but I ain't a ice griller
Not a tough guy but I know some guys that might kill ya
Since I'm peaceful, we'll leave the subject
Like some cops do when I smoke weed in public
They be like, "leave him, fuck it
Move off this corner and keep your shit covered"
I'm a writer that needs to get published
For both the recognition and fees I get from it
Also for the shows that I need to rip, punish
Destroy and annihilate til you see that Swift's rugged and
He's a sick puppy, on beats it gets ugly
Love when party people get to the feet and get jumpin for
What I call the Nu Ol Skool
When I spit that shit they like you so cool
Yeah, I know that
Let's go, retro, throw back, oh snap
Fresh, for '09 you suckas
Whether in red dunks or some sky blue chuckers
A lot'll change around here if I do numbers
Poor people on the rise, true brothers
And sisters, hustlers, ministers, let's just
Get it together and run this forever
I need my kingship better than Chris Webber
Luckily, my flow's colder than crisp weather
Oh but it gets better
Nah it doesn't, fuck it, I was frontin
Recognize I'm comin wit new styles, oooh child
Step your rhymes up somethin or move out, blaow
Born in the vill that's brown
Heart of the city, ain't nothin more real than that town
And the Lower East Side is where I'm buildin' at now
Baruch Houses all day, is you feelin that sound? yeah I'm feelin that
It's the new old school
When I drop them gems they like, you's no fool
Yeah I know this
Get this vintage old shit, oh dip
I make jams like Teddy
Steady ready for a battle and I am quite deadly
But my fallen foes can rise from their graves
If they tighten their flows and act wise for their age
Otherwise yo, them guys are just played
I'm more precise on the page than designs in a fade
And if I freestyle then them lines just amaze
Everybody including me, why, cuz they great fam
That's the category, ill spit mandatory
Powers try to hold me down, but it ain't no handles on me
Tell lessons like allegories, fables
s, chapters, word craftin master actually able
To make a difference, I'm on my grind in every waking instance
Movin with a mind like mine, it takes persistence
K the Swift is payin homage to pioneers
Keepin the culture breathin is the reason I am here
Reppin the Nu Ol Skool
Reppin the Nu Ol Skool
Uh huh, it's the Nu Ol Skool
It's the N.R.O. and we the Nu Ol Skool
I'm in da ground see? somewhere in between things
I admit, I walk the streets wit a backpack
But the streets are concrete, so I'm rarely abstract
I am rude though but I ain't a ice griller
Not a tough guy but I know some guys that might kill ya
Since I'm peaceful, we'll leave the subject
Like some cops do when I smoke weed in public
They be like, "leave him, fuck it
Move off this corner and keep your shit covered"
I'm a writer that needs to get published
For both the recognition and fees I get from it
Also for the shows that I need to rip, punish
Destroy and annihilate til you see that Swift's rugged and
He's a sick puppy, on beats it gets ugly
Love when party people get to the feet and get jumpin for
What I call the Nu Ol Skool
When I spit that shit they like you so cool
Yeah, I know that
Let's go, retro, throw back, oh snap
Fresh, for '09 you suckas
Whether in red dunks or some sky blue chuckers
A lot'll change around here if I do numbers
Poor people on the rise, true brothers
And sisters, hustlers, ministers, let's just
Get it together and run this forever
I need my kingship better than Chris Webber
Luckily, my flow's colder than crisp weather
Oh but it gets better
Nah it doesn't, fuck it, I was frontin
Recognize I'm comin wit new styles, oooh child
Step your rhymes up somethin or move out, blaow
Born in the vill that's brown
Heart of the city, ain't nothin more real than that town
And the Lower East Side is where I'm buildin' at now
Baruch Houses all day, is you feelin that sound? yeah I'm feelin that
It's the new old school
When I drop them gems they like, you's no fool
Yeah I know this
Get this vintage old shit, oh dip
I make jams like Teddy
Steady ready for a battle and I am quite deadly
But my fallen foes can rise from their graves
If they tighten their flows and act wise for their age
Otherwise yo, them guys are just played
I'm more precise on the page than designs in a fade
And if I freestyle then them lines just amaze
Everybody including me, why, cuz they great fam
That's the category, ill spit mandatory
Powers try to hold me down, but it ain't no handles on me
Tell lessons like allegories, fables
s, chapters, word craftin master actually able
To make a difference, I'm on my grind in every waking instance
Movin with a mind like mine, it takes persistence
K the Swift is payin homage to pioneers
Keepin the culture breathin is the reason I am here
Reppin the Nu Ol Skool
Reppin the Nu Ol Skool
Uh huh, it's the Nu Ol Skool
It's the N.R.O. and we the Nu Ol Skool
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Writer(s): Anthony Scott
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