
The Old Man Say
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- male vocalist
- boom bap
- jazz rap
- abstract rap
- old school
- east coast hip hop
- conscious hip hop
About
Oldskool rap
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah... come on
Step right up, step right up
Verse 1
Gather round, I got a tale from the cobblestone street
Where the horse-drawn carriages clip and clop to the beat
I speak in tongues they call Elizabethan prose
With a pocket watch chain and a wilting rose
Candlelit rooms where the gentlemen scheme
Pourin' sherry by the gallon, chasin' a dream
My quill's still wet from the contract I signed
A man of my word in a world unkind
Chorus
Hark now, listen close to what the old man say
Tomorrow's just a rumor, we only got today
The Thames is muddy but the silver coins shine
Pour me another, I'll rewrite the lines
Verse 2
The gramophone spinnin' a ragtime tune
Underneath a harvest moon
Felt hat tilted, boots caked in clay
I talk slow but my thoughts ricochet
They speakin' in riddles, I speak in facts
I carry my sins in a burlap sack
A pocket full of sixpence, a head full of doubt
The modern world tryna sort me out
Chorus
Hark now, listen close to what the old man say
Tomorrow's just a rumor, we only got today
The Thames is muddy but the silver coins shine
Pour me another, I'll rewrite the lines
Bridge
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
The race ain't over till the race is won
I tip my bowler to the passersby
And speak my peace 'fore I say goodbye
Chorus
Hark now, listen close to what the old man say
Tomorrow's just a rumor, we only got today
The Thames is muddy but the silver coins shine
Pour me another, I'll rewrite the lines
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