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orinoco - the new old school lyrics

chorus :
people listen to my rhythm displays
and they say “no way he can do that”
oh yeah i can do that
kick a cool rap
and use that
to make you cruise back
in your car
now take a glimpse at a star
and listen to my bars
i will never be subpar
i will always go hard
and erode these fools
‘cuz you know this is orinoco
and through this dope flow
it’s the new old school

verse 1:
this is hip hop
a pit stop in urban music
samples scratches and verses go through it
the way it aligns with my soul its fluid
the way my accents shift it’s so fluent
the historiography of rap
filled with stories of poverty and crack
k!llings, tortures and blacks
i’m not feelin’ your horsehit it’s wack
‘cuz when i pull out the flame thrower
it’s game over for you fake soldiers
i’m nas spittin’ ether j hova ’bout to take over
the whole place make it colder but yeah
i’ve been patiently waiting no debating
the legacy as i stand on my legs and feet
hip hop is my life this is the way to be
you play with me wait any day to see
the way i compete and just sway the beat to my likening
make you feel like in the middle of a lighting storm
my syllables k!ll ’em all its time to form
orinoco the don but i’m not corleone or tony montana
i’m the dopest saga holdin’ cyphers
in the palm of my hand where you’ll end up
if you pretend your rhymes ain’t bitten
but listen
hip hop and science fiction is my addiction
so get a glimpse of my intentions
yo my bars and cadence
are like darth plageuis
resurrecting tupacs greatness
and i mention him ‘cuz he was mc new york
the original masters your not going to thwart

chorus : x2

verse 2:
i love this music genre
the metaphors and fuse of entendres
i lose it when i put on tha’
lose yourself song
it boosts my health when it’s on
i wanna tell you about the music i listen to
and let you have a glimpse or a few
of the tracks
that’ll make me wanna break a foot off your -ss
and abandon all cl-ss
some tracks make me wanna dance
and others leave bloodstains on my hands
f-ck changin’ i’m gonna stay the same till i land
in a coffin i flow often then go off and
scan the colomns of our long lost clan
i put em’ on and stand
in amazement of the grand
catalogues we have to talk
and compare the old to the new
but none can compare to the golden few
that molded me and you
into the emcees we would eventually be
some are in the heavens and seas
but i seize every opportunity
to pop on their cd’s and it glues to me
every day is a new breeze
i play the tunes and release
the decay of old grievances
when the legends leave this
decrepit earth
but their memory is embedded in this verse

every second i work it’s for them, x2
to make sure their stories don’t end

chorus: x2

- orinoco lyrics

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