OTB (Old Thang Back)

Verse 1: Old school roots with some new found glory So what's not to love man? You gotta adore me Looking back to the past to the things that have formed me A nerdy wordsmith with a love of performing Music was in my bones and circulating my bloodstream So seeing me blowing up was always everyone's dream The whole screen would read Smith and Haynes Cause entertaining was passed through the genes Hand-me-downs... cause they knew that I was growing Bullies said, "I don't fit in." I'm thinking, "I'll show em!" Mama 2Pac-ing told me to keep my head up So without let-up, I made sure stages were shred up Better and better I got a putting together Letter after letter so Daddy said, "Ooo, you better get it!" So I hit fourth grade, said, "Forget a mixtape! In Coming album and it's gonna be great!" And I'm Chorus: Taking all of the love and all the advice And I am making music whatever the sacrifice But never faking, cause I know just how to do it right And have you like... (Hey! He brought that Old Thang Back!) Because I'm taking all the things happening in my life And entertaining with the truth or with a funny line Cause that is making artistry with a pen and a mic So you'll be like... (Hey! He brought that Old Thang Back!) Old...Old...Old Thang Back O...OTB Verse 2: By middle school, I was spitting more lyrical Realizing how the game was becoming more pitiful Snap rapping wasn't De La Soul So I figured that homey wouldn't play that so At weigh-ins, I entered the featherweights Feeling great ripping talent shows throwing 'bows at them ingrates So Guess Who's Back with album two? Trying to be Like Mike in Bow Wow's shoes Aired up thinking that I made that Space Jam Paired up with Brail, then I felt slammed Man, he made me look like I made Looney Tunes I made it out of Arkham, but he set his sight To The Moon I'm glad it happened, cuz since his lyrics were platinum We began collabing and I learned how to manufacture them Bars so hard that all I could do is spit Telling those under my tutelage that true music is Chorus: Taking all of the love and all the advice And I am making music whatever the sacrifice But never faking, cause I know just how to do it right And have you like... (Hey! He brought that Old Thang Back!) Because I'm taking all the things happening in my life And entertaining with the truth or with a funny line Cause that is making artistry with a pen and a mic So you'll be like... (Hey! He brought that Old Thang Back!) Old...Old...Old Thang Back O...OTB Verse 3: Florida bore a Dragon, Not a Pokemon Who's Guilty Pleasure is writing potent rhymes So abstract they couldn't rein the train Thinking like a million untamed mustangs Must slang dope in his backpack Cause he always has his bag strapped, but he lacks the snapback He raps that crack, tight, saran wrap So Fresh So Clean, so Outkast backs that Backtracking, I noticed I was lacking that mass appeal So Red Hot Radio's a massive deal Constantly dropping them YouTube GEMs So I've been spitting sick so long, I'm getting used to phlegm Ugh!...So a speedy recovery is what they're praying for Cause I'm a situation you can't ignore Banging beats, baby! They say abort But I can't support that idea'r cause here is the one to beat And I know what my family wants to see So be prepared for a Monsterpiece! Chorus: Taking all of the love and all the advice And I am making music whatever the sacrifice But never faking, cause I know just how to do it right And have you like... (Hey! He brought that Old Thang Back!) Because I'm taking all the things happening in my life And entertaining with the truth or with a funny line Cause that is making artistry with a pen and a mic So you'll be like... (Hey! He brought that Old Thang Back!) Old...Old...Old Thang Back O...OTB Threes!