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Been their age they ain’t never been mine
People don’t dance no more They AI
Watching nodding starin at the dance floor
What y’all think these drums is for?
Left right body ya stereo at least skate that ass
Gotcha cardio
This sweat ain’t played on your radio
What’s that, Youtube? Means a video
Samples cleared have no fear
Songs that mean something or else they outta here
Talking loud sayin nothing you know the steez
C-Doc is Brian Eno... Next beat please
Ageism stuck in the bitterverse
Get up and pretend that sht don’t hurt
Pharma Farming out to one big curse
What the???? I wanna get reimbursed
Rhyme gymnastics Nasty I’m 6-4
Not in height it’s the age and stage I fight
Father Time ain’t never lost
Voice a earthquake
Don’t forget Mother Nature still a boss
See the Black Planet they fear
Y’all lucky if you get here
Black don’t crack but it can die
Rhymes that got nothing can’t answer questions why
If you gonna get down without thinking
Old age villains smoking drinking
Park the Lincoln I’m telling my ageism
Sh*t is way worse than racism, Call your mama…
This the curmudgeon clap
Call it Armageddon rap Now believing heathen
Who swore real money was the church of crack
40 years later Wild child try to style that
TV shows and movies Damn, I’m call it wack
White execs getting checks try to bring it back
Green light in some dark ass times
That’s why I’m spitting these old ass rhymes
Mongrel still selling as a glory time
Watchin Black mogul catchin jail time
Impeach the government before he even startin it
Y’all follow those Bots and got a piece of Double Mint
Dissed a sister just like they dissed your mama
47 is the president but I voted for Kamala
I’m 65 partially blind in one eye
Got the nerve to compare me to another fucking time
I’m running the same goddamn thing you running
Up the side of my mouth but you young gunnin
With no excuse so you better
I’m a sit out and watch while you fuck around and find out
And run into a go getta Tell Maria I’mma write this letter
I don’t drink what you drink I don’t smoke what you smoke
In fact I don’t drink at all but you can drown in waterfalls
Pharmaceuticals out for you and I only rub alcohol
Funeral homes wanting your final call
I don’t dig what you dig I don’t pick up your slang
Enough with the old bitter verse I can’t hang