Ol' Skool Company

歌詞

Every once in awhile You need some ol' skool company Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove And a old school melody When God, his son and the love of family Ruled in the community The songs you sing Lift you up to heaven A heaven we can believe in Everybody's talkin' about hard times Like it just started yesterday People eye know they've been strugglin' At least it seems that way Fat cats on Wall Street They got a bailout While somebody else got to wait Seven hundred billion but my old neighborhood Ain't nothing changed but the date Every once in awhile You need some ol' skool company Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove And a old school melody When God, his son and the love of family Ruled in the community The songs you sing Lift you up to heaven A heaven we can believe in Ain't nothing ever come from complaining Except a bitter heart, that's true Follow along and you gon wanna do Something before the next chorus is through The songs we sing They used to mean somethin' Now every other one is just mean Rather than reminisce I'm telling you this It's time for a brand new scene Every once in awhile You need some ol' skool company Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove And a old school melody When God, his son and the love of family Ruled in the community The songs you sing Lift you up to heaven A heaven we can believe in Everybody's sinkin' in the quicksand Created by the keeper of time Cast aside by using ancient tricks That changes your state of mind They got you catering the whims of the flesh Before you get your paper right Call me old fashioned But back in the day There wasn't no shorties in sight First come job then come marriage Before shorty come out with the baby carriage Call me old fashioned Just clap yo hands just clap yo hands Radio used to be local untouched by the man Songs we used to sing used to mean something Now they just bland like the drummer Where's the real drummer? Michael B. Mint Condition, Morris Day Jellybean wishin' Sheila E and Brother John, sometimes me 'til dawn If the White House is black We gotta take the radio back Power to the people Power to the people Put this thing on repeat go back to one And just move your feet tell your friends Prince and the Mplsound we can't be beat Suckas