Old School Rocka
I am a better man.
But I've been really bad.
Are you a betta man? Well I am.
You've got a stereo, a boosta video
You cannot understand. Well I can.
No song for guanoz, a song for the Men
Goddamn, you're too young to understand.
I'm the big papa teaching straight to your brain.
The old schooled Rocka remains the same.
We play on stringa wood a single colored blues.
But you don't give a damn' yo my friend
We kick the tambourine without a compu-plug-in.
You're not a supa fan, well I AM.
This is mysterious, this is the beat of the boss.
(I don't know what I'm talking about, yo my friend)
I know te gusta la chica, y nada mas boy.
No puedes follar la guapa sin papa. musica.
No song for guanoz, a song for the men.
Goddamn, you're too young to understand.
I'm the big papa teaching straight to your brain.
The old schooled Rocka remains the same.
I am a better man.
But I've been really bad.
Are you a betta man? Well I am.
You've got a stereo, a boosta video.
You cannot understand. Well I can.
No song for guanoz, a song for the Men.
Goddamn, you're too young to understand.
I'm the big papa teaching straight to your brain.
The old schooled Rocka remains the same.
Once again I've got a beat on my brain like a bang bang poisoning my head.
Like a need a pen to describe the pain but it ain't the same.
