the old songs the cockney routines All the old women, all the young men Try changing places then back again Old man in the morning, Young man at night
Traduction: La folie. Les jeunes et les vieux.
All the old songs the cockney routines All the old women, all the young men Try changing places then back again Old man in the morning, Young man at
We were born in the seventies the rippin and rhyming and brethren see we're filling taste great in the old school I was eight for the new school I was
your bones [Verse Three:] Lord tell me why was I born in the days of bloodshed Players and neighborhoods full of the walking dead Poison is cooked, and smoked, and shot into our veins Lifestyles of the Rich and
Teach em to fight and win for the right reason It's your time, it's your life, live it Proud to be black, young and gifted Lifted by the knowledge and
your soul Young and old Help your own They will need it, heed it Don't be caught between the stones Economic pressure and recession In a nation of madness
real niggaz, won't you pump this out your Speakerboxxx Fuck the cops, we makin noise and we won't stop Bump, bump, there goes the boom and it's goin drop Old
I'm that spirit that keep it young but a old one Handle my business other rappers have no stamina in this They be livin glist and glam and they finish
six in the morning and the battle ran there were boys in the hood and little Nenah Cherry and oh I can't forget about ooh Rock Berry before the madness
of revalations And now I realize we in revalations And on that note I make this statement For all the young guns to become one to die young Because the
was a sad, sad old day? All your young life you've seen such misery and pain The world is a cruel place to live And it ain't gonna change You're so
of time To grow old and die But when at last your beauty's faded You'll be glad that I have waited for you When you're done With being beautiful and young
, won't you pump this out your Speakerboxxx Fuck the cops, we makin' noise and we won't stop Bump, bump, there goes the boom and it's goin' drop Old school
a veteran of a thousand psychic wars I've been living on the edge so long where the winds of limbo roar And I'm young enough to look at and far too old
take him into space again Where he was both young and old The dancers stiff with pain And they've made him kneel too long And the madness they have
veteran Of a thousand psychic wars I've been living on the edge so long Where the winds of limbo roar And I'm young enough to look at And far too old
