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Bran Van 3000 - Old School
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bran Van 3000
Bran Van 3000
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Di Salvio
James Di Salvio
Songwriter
Jayne Hill
Jayne Hill
Songwriter
Sara Johnston
Sara Johnston
Songwriter
Steve Hawley
Steve Hawley
Songwriter
DOMINIC HYNES
DOMINIC HYNES
Songwriter
Gary Mckenzie
Gary Mckenzie
Songwriter
Stephane Moraille
Stephane Moraille
Songwriter
EP Bergen
EP Bergen
Songwriter
Rob Joanisse
Rob Joanisse
Songwriter

Lyrics

Listen: This is my special moment to shine in the spotlight, A pretty young thing right here to rock the mic. Rock the mic, Like I know you do it, right? (Yeah!) Rock the mic like you do it all night! Well come on party people with the ha-ha-hoo! We're breakin' bum, shaking beats for your boog-a-loo. We gonna shock your mind with this new déjà-vu And guess what Ruth Buzzie? We love you! You see the bran clown taking you down, No frown. I got the foxy über ladies from the underground. Said you used to be lost, But now I'll be found; Like the Puerto Rican passion on the Brooklyn bound. Going uptown, midtown, downtown, Bran Van say: Verb to the noun. This is my special moment to shine in the spotlight, A pretty young thing right here to rock the mic. Rock the mic, Like I know you do it, right? (Right!) Rock the mic like you do it all night! With the old school, new school, c'mon, Bob your head to the mid-school. With the old school, new school, c'mon, Bob your head to the mid-school. Old school, new school, even in-between school, Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school? Old school, new school, even in-between school, Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school? "I don't know about touching the mic tonight; the club's really packed." "It's okay, touch the mic." "Sure?" "Yeah, touch it." Come a little closer, Try to touch it with desire. This man's on a mission to set this mic on fire. Like a fish on a hook, Bird on a wire. Let me stand before the truth, Girl fire, 'Cause: Cupid had an arrow For the pharaoh, So he shot. Made me want it how i want it, But this fire's damn hot. Too hot to hold, Too damn good to fold, I gotta tell you how I tell you so the truth be told, For the: Old school, new school, c'mon, Bob your head to the mid-school. It's the old school, new school, c'mon, Bob your head to the mid-school. Old school, new school, even in-between school, Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school? Old school, new school, even in-between school, Whatcha gonna do when you get out of law school? My Cartesian quotient of my calibration, Got us qualified for this deviation. As I lose myself in you, Yes I lose myself in you. It's my moment to shine; Rock the mic. It's my moment to shine; Rock the mic. (I lose myself in you.) It's my moment to shine; Rock the mic. It's my moment to shine; Rock the mic. (My moment to shine) Your time with me is up. It's my moment to shine; Rock the mic. It's my moment to shine; Rock the mic. It's my moment to shine; Rock the mic. It's my ... rock the mic; Rock the mic.
Writer(s): Jayne Hill, Stephane Moraille, Sara Johnston, Robert Joanisse, Gary Mckenzie, Dominic Hynes, Eric Pierre Bergen, Stephen James Hawley, James Di Salvio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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