Old School Kano
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Ayo, MJ
Let me tell these people why I'm old school, man
I am not a Myspace MC, I'm a pirate MC
From Flava to DeJa
From Rinse to Major
[Hook]
Rude boy, don't watch that
When it comes to the roads, I lock that
Cause when it come to the flows I got that
Got cash, you could never try rob that
So move, the guy don't know you
That means you ain't old skool
From one pound pizza to note ball
K to the A I'm old skool
[Verse 1]
Look, I'm vocal but a lot of blokes chat a lot of breeze
But with me it's emotional, nigga I'm old skool
Like Opal Fruits, gobstoppers or screw balls
You new born babies, I'm a vet yep they know the cool
Spittin' through they headphones, no vocal booth
Look I go back like Flava FM, Tel still owes me some paper
Way before DeJa, (?) tapes with AB and the
Sound labs, no turntables 12-10's
And I was housing G, like closer than close
Till I found the MIC and the vocals I wrote
I'm so cool with my old skool shit, Adidas shell toes and my Stan Smiths
In EH with a PH, 3-3-7
From cassettes now it's my CD selling
Let me tell these people why I'm old school, man
I am not a Myspace MC, I'm a pirate MC
From Flava to DeJa
From Rinse to Major
[Hook]
Rude boy, don't watch that
When it comes to the roads, I lock that
Cause when it come to the flows I got that
Got cash, you could never try rob that
So move, the guy don't know you
That means you ain't old skool
From one pound pizza to note ball
K to the A I'm old skool
[Verse 1]
Look, I'm vocal but a lot of blokes chat a lot of breeze
But with me it's emotional, nigga I'm old skool
Like Opal Fruits, gobstoppers or screw balls
You new born babies, I'm a vet yep they know the cool
Spittin' through they headphones, no vocal booth
Look I go back like Flava FM, Tel still owes me some paper
Way before DeJa, (?) tapes with AB and the
Sound labs, no turntables 12-10's
And I was housing G, like closer than close
Till I found the MIC and the vocals I wrote
I'm so cool with my old skool shit, Adidas shell toes and my Stan Smiths
In EH with a PH, 3-3-7
From cassettes now it's my CD selling
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