Old Emcees Songtext
von LPG

Yeah, I know it ain′t fair, but I don't even care
I took the stage with a blank page and a stare
Like you wasn′t even there right, I'm busting for me
I'm sick of telling y′all how it′s supposed to be
They tell me dance around the mic, I should entertain you
Give em what they like, they paying, no one will blame you
What about them cats who love them straight raps
Ain't got snaps for records but pay you in daps and
What about the little homies who love the flows
Ain′t got the glows but support at your shows No man, I figured dancing ain't for me
I′m orchestrated violence old school LPG
They call us tyrants but I know where I'm supposed to be
Purpose defiance with a degree of poetry
And I′ma tell you so you know it's me, my name is Dax
Been down since Cool J was dope and I ain't Steve Dog to wax
With a two second sample on two turntables
And a ghetto box tricked out with two and two track
I′ll give y′all a second to see if you could remember that
But if you would've never left you wouldn′t have to go back

You can't teach an old MC new tricks
We coming strictly hardcore lyrics
We motivate the party with a mic
Move your body if you like real rap when you hear it
You can′t teach an old MC new tricks
We coming strictly hardcore lyrics
We motivate the party with a mic
Move your body if you like real rap when you hear it


Yeah, life ain't fair, still I keep my hands raised
And I stand amazed, thus reason for penitent man′s praise
In a song of life I realize I'm just a note
So when the band plays I muster up enough to bust a quote
In the form of a gust of smoke I slam phrases through your veins
As opposed to up your aim, y'all OD just the same
So don′t ask me if I dance loc, I prance and stomp
In the midst of the pumping circumstance I romp the comp
And escape the tame times where imagination climbs
Each rung increase the distance between yours and mine
On course for fine tuning eventual spine movement
These cats can′t back it up with chiropractic proven
I'm graphic, picture that I′m a fixture of Christian rap
But the dap I receive most come from secular cats
And that's exactly how we planned it, God demanded so we came through
Like Damus through the garden we flame through
Paper lines, no chaser mine, I don′t blame you
I wouldn't claim your crew either
Underneath the rubble′s where you see the
Opposition of the W, cold beaner
Just for y'all to see what a true MC does

You can't teach an old MC new tricks
We coming strictly hardcore lyrics
We motivate the party with a mic
Move your body if you like real rap when you hear it
You can′t teach an old MC new tricks
We coming strictly hardcore lyrics
We motivate the party with a mic
Move your body if you like real rap when you hear it

Man I′m the same MC that I was when I first began
Hold it down forever MC with a master plan
Time travel MC not bound to the era, a classic rhyme writer
Dictator, the style changer, call it as I see it
Last shot game breaker, ball it as I be it, sucker rapper title taker
A ghetto blasting, outlasting MC
Hear the record five years later, still feel me MC
And I'm an MC X-breaker, ex-pop locker
Now rocking, turn out a crowd with talent well endowed
Bout to knock it out the park, my words make up the stars
You keep seeing evidence of my pencil when it′s dark
I'm an MC never folding, holding the ark for battle
No doubt that′s my calling since at the park they called Shadow
Began balling and falling and lives blew to be exact
Cushioned by paper stacks and 20 years of rap

You can't teach an old MC new tricks
We coming strictly hardcore lyrics
We motivate the party with a mic
Move your body if you like real rap when you hear it
You can′t teach an old MC new tricks
We coming strictly hardcore lyrics
We motivate the party with a mic
Move your body if you like real rap when you hear it