Ol' Skool Rapper

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I'm gonna come at you from the other side of a raptured mind.

Are you ready?

Here I come!

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I was kickin' it on the love seat, around half-past nine,

Hummin' a-lil diddy and about ta spit out a rhyme,

When you pulled your rig and shot that line.

Better take the time,

We're not here ta whine.

I'm wantin' to spread some joy.

You with me?

Good!

Then put down the toys and help me make some noise

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Okay, now that I got you fully rapt,

And we're both kicin' back, relax;

I ain't here ta bring up the past.

I just wanna holla for a second about the man,

Not the meth - at least the man that's left.

Reach out now before you lay him to rest.

Life is more than just a test

When trying to get to the best.

A good wife, cool car, shining star,

Turn away now and you'll never know who you are.

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Listen up, kid,

We've already got 4 brothers in priz

and another dozen dead.

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Rest in peace, young brothers,

In heaven where there ain't no feds!

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Come on, is that who you wanna be,

When you could be clean and part of a happenin' scene?

Come on, join me on the love seat,

And together we'll find a way

For you to break free.

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Snap! Snap! Look into my eyes.

There's no traps or mines,

It's just me lookin' at you with an open mind.

I'm tellin' you, kid,

I'm an ol' skool rapper and I've walked that line.

First ya start out thrillin' and smilin'

Next thing you know you're cryin' and dyin'.

Now stop denyin'

Ta me and yourself,

So we can save your soul, little brother,

You're needin' some help.

Quit playin' around with evils patrollin' jails and lobbies in cheap motels.

What the hell's in Hell you crave so bad that you put up with the smell?

I need an answer,

'Cause i'm lookin' at ya, and sorry, son, but i can't tell.

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Come on, is this who you wanna be,

When you could be clean and part of a happenin' scene?

Come on, join me on the love seat,

And together we'll find a way

For you to break free

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Am I frontin' innocence?

Nah, but keep in mind,

When I danced with the devil I was full of pride,

So think about that before you

Click! Bang! put your finger on the next trigger,

And remember, take yourself out, you diminish the tribe

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Now turn around.

Can you see your sons and daughters gettin' taller?

Or is it gonna take an ol' school bawler like me ta spell it out for ya?

Okay, those eyes, they seem sad and missin' their dad.

Even though they're standing right in front of you,

You don't see them but they're seein' you.

Man-up, there's still a job ta do!

You're not done yet

Go get some grub and lay down in your bed.

Stop doin' favors for others before you turn up dead.

I know you're havin' problems,

But ya need ta get straight in the head.

There's already been enough bloodshed,

Not ta mention what's been shed for those who've fled.

Don't be blind, let your hands slide inta mine.

It's easier than smackin' your woman around

Like a predator out on the prowl.

Yeah, it seems like a big deal ta ya now.

And the girl ain't a nun.

But ya better learn ta keep your hands to yourself, son,

Or else you're gonna wind up behind bars and guns.

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Come on, is this who you wanna be,

When you could be clean and part of a happenin' scene?

Come on, join me on the love seat,

And together we'll find a way

For you to break free

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Alright, kid, we've finally reached the end of my spin.

Do we need ta go through it again,

Or can you see the crime you're commit-in'?

Pay attention.

I've been comin' at you from every direction,

Trynna carve out a connection

For you to sit back and reflect upon

Come on now, we both know this is more than just a song.

There's somethin' higher than us involved,

I want ta bring you along.

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As for all the rest of ya,

Stay strong and off the junk!

It's wisdom this ol' skool rapper's slingin',

You'll either learn it or flunk.

What's that you're sayin?

Uh-huh, that's right, I know I ain't you're boss

But damn, we need ta face it

This is a message from God!