Old Timer (Produced By Schlas)
I Feel Like An Old Timer, Cuz Time Flys, When Your A Goldminer..
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Lyrics
I.. I.. Feel Like An Old Timer..
Cuz Time.. Flys.. When Your A GoldMiner..
But I.. I.. I Know Where The Gold At.. I Know Where The Flow At..
I Know Where The Soul At..
As I Sit Back, And Roll A Bleezy..
Ima Hit That, Cuz I Hope It Leaves Me..
Witta, Open Easy, Sick Ass, Flow And Rhyme..
Oh Believe Me, I Know Im Fine...
Sip A Six Pack Rap When Im Burpin It..
Keep A Curl In The Flow, To Make A Permanent..
Shape.. Of The Name Of The Games Most Perfect Lit..
Make.. Of The Flame..
Its Like A Bic, When Its The Most Perfect Spit..
Tape.. In The Game..
Thats When Industry Folks Hatin The Name..
Like A Budden Dope Plant, An Obie Nice..
Smokin When He Rolls Royce, To Give The Flow A Spice..
Feel Like I, Know This Life, But I Dont Know This Life..
Cuz Ya'll Respect The Dead, But Dont Notice Lifee..
So Take Ya Notice Right..
This Is Hip Hop In A Grip Lock, When The Flow This Tight..
I.. I.. Feel Like An Old Timer..
Cuz Time.. Flys.. When Your A GoldMiner..
But I.. I.. I Know Where The Gold At.. I Know Where The Flow At..
I Know Where The Soul At..
So As I Sit Back, And Smoke The Bleezy..
It Opens Deeply, And I Get That Open Easy..
I Was Tellin You Bout..
The Brainstorm Clouds Help The Cop Dogs Smellin You Out..
And Thats a Felony Now..
So Change Your Style Till You Knock Off Nelly Or Bow Wow..
You Loud Mouths, Should Bow Down..
Your Style Drowns..
In The Gene Pool To Seem Cool.. But I'll Count..
On A Real Eyedea, With Abilities To Match..
But Still I Needa Bigger Deal To See The Cash..
So When I Turn Ya Furnace Down..
You Best Be A Fast Learner, Or You'll Meet The Back Burners Surface Now..
Its My Turn To Surf The Crowd..
N I'll Turn Ya Service Out..
If You Dont Learn To Worship Talent..
When I Ink It In Cursive Now Its Full Proof..
How, I Gotta Cool New Style, Thats Gonna Pull You Down..
I.. I.. Feel Like An Old Timer..
Cuz Time.. Flys.. When Your A GoldMiner..
But I.. I.. I Know Where The Gold At.. I Know Where The Flow At..
I Know Where The Soul At..
So Wontchu Sit Back, And Smoke A Bleezy..
While I, Kick Raps, Through This Open, Easy..
Field Goal, While I Still Bowl..
Cuz We Could Put The Pens Down And Kick An Ill Flow..
But We Should Push Ya Men Down A Hill's Slope..
Never Fallin Off..
Get Bit By The Lip Of The Sick, You Bedda Saw It Off..
Like The Tip Of Ya Dick.. When The Iceberg Melts..
Your Prides On A Ride, When Ya Nice Words Felt..
A Bit Deeper Than True Love..
I Hit Reefer, To Give Speakers A Huge Shove..
A Few Slugs..
From Dudes Toungue'll Have You Givin The Reaper A Huge Hug..
Like Jeepers Creepers, Where'd You Get Those..
Ears.. What I Engineers Like F Those..
Peepers..
What You See First.. In Ya Headphones..
Is The Fear Of Gettin Ya Head Blown Away..
