the old school R. Kelly play me something from the old school R. Kelly play me something from the old school R. Kelly play me something from the old school
everyone just stay high Same old story, same old song Goes all right till it goes all wrong Now you're going, then you're gone Same old story, same old
Way back yonder in the days of old The men was workin' but not savin' any dough Then came a woman lookin' real cool She said to herself "Now, that's my
Well, if we live, we gotta grow old baby And I know just how you're going to be Well, if we live, we gotta grow old baby And I know just how you're going
That mean ole, mean ole Frisco And that long train, the Santa Fe That mean ole, mean ole Frisco And that long train, the Santa Fe Yes, they've taken my
old home Religions is burnt down In my old home Kindness is shacklled In my old home Justice has been raped In my old home Murderers hold post In my old
girl I used to be The pissed off complicated thirteen year old me Conversations with my thirteen year old self Conversations with my thirteen year old
thing For me and you We'll stick together our whole lives through Any fool can see - you're gonna Grow old with Old with me Grow old with me Grow old
away But they're still gonna play guitars On dead strings, and old drums They'll play and play to pass the time The old wild men Old wild men Old wild
future was Old Mister Time Future was Old Mister Time Future was Old Mister Time Future was Old Mister Time Old Mister Time (Mister Time, Mister Time....) Old
As night falls we left Japan With half a ton of contraband Tight black shirts and pink armbands Don't tell our parents, they wouldn't understand Maybe
t be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" -- Grand Puba (repeat 3X) Nothin like the old school/ain't nuttin like the old school "What
quickly caught up slurring yo what's the plan they had fear in their eyes and bellies that ran like dogs I barrelled down laughing screaming Susie you forgot your clogs well, Old
N-ggas say they like my old shit So I give them some old shit What the f-ck do I care, its old Shit I'll give them some old shit No, I'll give them some
can share the silence Finding comfort together The way old friends do And after fights and words of violence We make up with each other The way old
I can share the silence Finding comfort together The way old friends do And after fights and words of violence We make up with each other The way old
around it's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend it's the same old story, same old story same old song and dance fate comes a-knockin