I really miss things how they use to be Yo poison my ears with tom foolery Talking money and the cars and the jewelry Hear a bunch of nothing, need the truth to see I really miss things how they use to be Yo poison my ears with tom foolery Talking money and the cars and the jewelry Hear a bunch of nothing, need the truth to see They say the love of money is the root of all evil But it doesn’t buy you happiness, it’s the love of all people Yeah the joys only temporary It’s not even necessary It’ll make you go suicide and buried in the cemetery Your best friend should of been God But your married to your secretary Making them your idols, and showing love like it’s February Gotta put the king first and never leave him secondary Or you’ll be a rapper underground and never make it legendary And going to be on hades guest list All because you were selfish One because you were jealous, making you become rebellious Negativity making you breathless So watch who you mess with You say the wrong thing, you’ll have a certificate for a death wish I really miss the 80 sounds I pick it up and lay it down The only white guy standing and you know I ain’t slim shady now Yes I was born in the 90’s But I feel like I’m from the 60’s Growing up with flat tops, break dancing and riding fixies I really miss things how they use to be Yo poison my ears with tom foolery Talking money and the cars and the jewelry Hear a bunch of nothing, need the truth to see I really miss things how they use to be Yo poison my ears with tom foolery Talking money and the cars and the jewelry Hear a bunch of nothing, need the truth to see See I really miss things how they use to be Yeah Dreamcast, Super Nintendo was all cool to me Then the Xbox and play station, yeah they were new to me And WiFi, why did they got to blue tooth it G! See I don’t understand, cuz I’m trying to be the man All the tagging and vinyl records I was the number one fan And they were selling platinum albums Making at least a hundred grand Then they started dropping the ball So I picked it up and ran Then I flipped the kill switch And knew it was a real gift And started rapping positive They thought I was a will smith Or the next kid n play That was just the kid in May Got to have a child’s mind So I watched what I did and say Then one day I got so ill Like I took a lot of pills Hot wheels and dollar bills Thought it was reality but it was hard to feel Just watch the cards you deal Then you’ll find out that God is real He’ll give you the key to life and you can break through these bars of steel I really miss things how they use to be Yo poison my ears with tom foolery Talking money and the cars and the jewelry Hear a bunch of nothing, need the truth to see I really miss things how they use to be Yo poison my ears with tom foolery Talking money and the cars and the jewelry Hear a bunch of nothing, need the truth to see Remember all the vintage sounds Remember all the boom bap beats Remember all the hoods we repped Back when we were in these streets Remember from the west coast war Back to the east coast beef Remember the start of gangsta rap And back when rappers were pacing heat Surly do surly do, it was the best that I ever knew In 92, repping blue, c walking on the avenue Not many white rappers just cuz they would laugh at you Not something that they wanted, but something that they had to do What about the beastie boys? They made a lot of easy noise Still at the top, and you know they’ll never deceive me boy Run DMC to the public enemy Ganna keep working hard and stop loving felonies So if you really miss things how they use to be Try to stop sitting back and do them G Not everyone who spits is cool you see Because all this non sense is abusing me I really miss things how they use to be Yo poison my ears with tom foolery Talking money and the cars and the jewelry Hear a bunch of nothing, need the truth to see I really miss things how they use to be Yo poison my ears with tom foolery Talking money and the cars and the jewelry Hear a bunch of nothing, need the truth to see
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