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The Original Blueprint

joshuak

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Call me an old head while we sit in the shade

Kooper laughing at the way I got my pockets made

Jake thinks my sneakers looking ancient and worn

Before you started breathing I was king of the storm

Pre-Chorus

They don't see the throne

They just see a ghost

Keep it on the low

Then I'll do the most

Chorus

Yeah they call me an old head

Watch the way the cold spread

Got 'em thinking I was dead

They call me an old head

Watch the way the gold spread

Heavy crown on my head

Old head

Old head

Drop

Old head

Old head

Verse 2

Spotlights hitting as we walk to the rail

Florida heat making all the little puppies go pale

Headliner stops and he points at the front

He saw the face he saw the original stunt

Pass the microphone to Pimp-O-Lisious the Great

Been a decade plus since I touched a gold plate

Recognize the blueprint

The designer

The OG

Pre-Chorus

They don't see the throne

They just see a ghost

Keep it on the low

Then I'll do the most

Chorus

Yeah they call me an old head

Watch the way the cold spread

Got 'em thinking I was dead

They call me an old head

Watch the way the gold spread

Heavy crown on my head

Old head

Old head

Bridge

Now look at your favorite artist terrified

Looking like his motherboard just went and fried

All those synthetic sounds sounding the same

Playing at a party like a nursery game

Where the brass at

Where the string section hide

I had the real drum kits playing on my side

Hide behind the software while you skip on the tune

I was spinning vinyl since you left the damn womb

This is talent not a binary code

This is the god returning back to his mode

Check the credentials

Respect the potential

Chorus

Yeah they call me an old head

Watch the way the cold spread

Got 'em thinking I was dead

They call me an old head

Watch the way the gold spread

Heavy crown on my head

Post-Chorus

Old head

Old head

(Wait)

Outro

I don't need a filter when my reality hits harder than your hardware

(Beat cuts out)

(Crowd cheering and yelling)

(Heavy applause)

(Whistling)

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