Dj Honda

Dj Honda - Old School, New School songtekst

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One two

What the fuck going on?

Black Attack, AMV

'98 worldwide

Knamsayin, knamsayin?

You 'bout to take a ride through the town

Some wild shit son

Word up, hold on



Yo, let me clear my throat like DJ Clue

Set it off for my niggas who be actin fool

Blackattack 'em, have they techniques on hold

Shut 'em down at the end where there's pots of gold

Let me dilly, dally, hit this alley

Puff an L with sally or this chronic from Cali

Wilin, comin straight from Rosevelt Island

Thats how it is, dog nobodies smilin

Always on some cool out, neva get upset

Flow all over the track get my dough to step

They call me Blackattack I rep the AMV

And one thing I hate is a weak emcee

I gets it, going off, cuz I'm up next to flex

You bet I'm coming through, shit be rough like sex

Positive, and watch ya toes tap to this

And Blackattack make 'em clap to this







Aiyyo, Old school, New school need to learn'o

I burn baby burn like disco inferno

Burn like disco inferno

I said I burn like disco inferno

Old school, New school need to learn'o

I burn baby burn like disco inferno

Burn like disco inferno

I said I burn like disco inferno





I be ya idol, the highest title, numero uno

Bigger nigga, break cats down like Frank Bruno

You know, new kid on the block rip tracks up

Check out my melody and the way I twist sacks up

I was fiend at the age of seventeen

Cash Rules Everything Around Me, CREAM

Wait a minute, ha, slowdown baby

I'm on a rampage for dough now baby

Sometimes I wonder what'choo lookin for

Can a ill rapper make money any more?

If you tired cousin, go take a nap

If you rappin outta place then you will get smacked

Got thirty songs ready and I still want more

Kinda fallen ??? black four door

Always calm under pressure, don't need to act shook

Listen when I tell you boys...









Now look, in this corner we have the raw buddha blazer

You bettin for ya style dog I raise ya

Double, confident, my shit on point

I got godfather trees while you rollin a joint

I know y'all wonderin, is black paid?

I'm broker than a motherfucka tryin to save

Cuz I ain't got cash, I can't flow neither

Kick ya best flow and I'll make you a believer

I live with rap, die with rap

Talk with rap, walk with rap, smoke with rap

Eat with rap, I do my thing and thats that

I don't think niggas fucking with the Blackattack

Smack the back of a neck of a wack emcee

I don't fuck with the crack, I smoke cranberry

Nigga please, all I'm tryin to do is get cheese

And own land in the sand in the West Indies









To all the old school veter-ans

EMPD, Rakim, Redman, Special Ed

KRS-One, no doubt, what what

Old school, New School

Real deal nigga, word u









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