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7 Seconds Old School

How come everything you say is right, How come everything I say is wrong. You never ever open your mind, You never seem to hear the things I say. (Chorus

Hey it's 1984, With a glimpse of what's in store, It looks like things are up to us, No talk, just action in the streets, That's what it's gonna take,

Something's creeping up your way, With cans of pain and things to say. We wait until the dead of night, Then nail everything in sight. (Chorus) We

You're beatin' up on your friends, 'Cos you're so insecure, You wanna be the toughest, But we all know for sure, You thrash because you know You're gonna

pumps like sluts when they traveling with shoes in the trunk Im losing it punk Missing a few screws and a nut Im stupid as fuck Im from the old school

t get open Wouldn't get suits them shits was made to be broken 'Member comin up dudes talkin bout hoes, boastin I was just a Juvenile movin in Slow Motion I dropped outta school

Drinking with the best of the hustling I got butter knives like you got butter knives Come through huddling, run through the spot thirty times All my niggas old school

and actin' like a fool The way I see it, the more good they be writin' Makin' u wish that u stayed in a funky school (school) First class - guitar 101, james brown - second

ditch school and head straight up to the mall Just so we can be the first ones with em on Returned to school by lunchtime, like "Nigga what now? " And