Thrilla

Old-school Old-school like them summer days I woke to with no clue Feel it on your skin, the cold truth, it cold soon Yeah, that's how you know I'm local, I'm local Where I'm comin' from we soulful, hopeful This time my brothers going global, bi-coastal Get in touch with me by postal, not with the social I'm off the edge, at least I'm close to, the bitter snow due I'm feelin' vocal Marvel in reflection, just a blind man with another sense Balancin' potential and its negligence See, you wasn't born like this, arsonist It doesn't just come like this, hard to digest In your chest, speak it, but it don't exist Uh, I bе the old-school Thrilla Back in the winter in some loose-fittin' linen Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer Soaked in the liquor, but the soul sees it clearer Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through Follow who? These brothers savin' face and I can't relate Was jumpin' train, lookin' at the planes Now they feelin' strange I got a taste, this that bitter-sweet heat beneath your feat Won't play it safe, visions in my dreams, who do you believe? They fear the change, lookin' hollow, tomorrow divided in barricades Thought I saw the future comin' close, but that was yesterday Way back on the island, grandad cuttin' up that sugarcane Told me love is violent, but nothin' good painless anyway Uh, so I'm just waitin' by the riverside (side, the side) Just watchin' time go by (go by, go by) Ayy, and if you don't know what the river's like (It's like, it's like) Uh, you should take a dive, no lie I lie behind the madness, I was vanished, now I'm showin' late Life with no escape will make you feel a way (a way) But there's magic in the sadness if you watchin' when I levitate I celebrate this moment like I know my fate (ayy, ayy) 3 AM dancin' in the rave on my lonely (lonely) 3 AM dancin' in the rave, rave, rave, rave Uh, I be the old-school Thrilla Back in the winter in some loose-fittin' linen Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see it clearer Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through All of my lows lookin' the same Swallow my pride, channel my rage Where have you been? I been away Under my skin, stuck in my ways All of my stress put on a page What I possess, it's in a blaze Nothin' to say, just get out the flame Cover your face (look, look) The energy blessed, watch where you step Crack in the pave, mid of the west When are you comin'? I'm tellin' them next Now you feelin' the breeze when it blow on your neck Sick of these brothers, I'm sick of these figures I see through the ceilin', my shoulders is killin' My head stay lif' up, lif' up Industry, this is a stick-up, stick up Pavin' a way like back in the day When the cane rows came tight like the bars I write Five-foot-nine, but you still look up and it ain't my time But you still look up, livin' on a high 'til I fall down Lookin' out and the sun don't ever come down 'Til it dark outside and the kids still out 'Til the dawn of the mornin', the kids still out Lookin' crazy, yeah On occasion with me It's amazing, yeah How you hate me, yeah 3 AM dancin' in the rave on my lonely (lonely) 3 AM dancin' in the rave, rave, rave, rave 4 AM dancin' 'til it's late on my lonely (lonely) 4 AM dancin' in the rave, rave, rave, rave Uh, I be the old-school Thrilla Back in the winter in some loose-fittin' linen Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see it clearer Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through But why don't you ever call my phone? Why don't you ever call me? (Call me) Why don't you ever call my phone? Why don't you ever? And why don't you ever call back home? Home I can't forget about home, so what's home? Melody and bones chillin', young lust and skin drippin' On a vibe ting Writin' made pictures in the silence Intermission Summer nights caught in transition Ain't no small-town heroes when protagonists missin' Back home where the heart is, I was feeling at my darkest Back home where the art is and that grit that won't tarnish Phone got no charge in, but it got the same digits Holdin' a same-day ticket for a visit On my way home Look at me, always, I got faith in you Know the same songs, written for you, always