How you hatin on
What you been waiting on
Back like old habits y'all
Aint away too long
Old school days are gone
Not this amazing bond
We always busy working on
Raps greatest songs
Cause we never made em wroncg
How you ain't been put on
We're what they put on
When you say put
Something good on
Stood on this foundation
We built up and built strong
The Freedom fighter
Ya need right here
And I still belong
Rappers will say anything
But mostly they say nothing
Or tell their whole lives to make the cops
And and stay cuffing
Just looking for a place to blaze up a in
Latrobes where I stay stuck in
I don't know where lady lucks been
Lemmy say I'm disgusting
Everyday Steady bustin
My minds stays still on these tapes like teddy ruxbin
Blowups been cool
Since we was actually in school
I'm glad it's in our soul
To keep the real up in the fold
While all these killers out there
Gettin used to being cold
Came up with a formula
Turns music in to gold
Hold up what I'm not sure of is
How they moving forward
With such poor performances
And corney shit
And random raps
We about to put an end to that
And bring standards back
These Old habits
Stay on ya mind
Will be remembered
Beyond my time
Those in the know
Can see all the signs
All eyes on Sefo
When hes on the rhyme
Trying hard to be
Hard come after
I wrote the book
You ain't even read
One chapter
Ya dumb rapper
I'm Half tempted
To come slap ya
Cause intentionally
Ya run rampant and
Blatantly act up
Yall actors
Aren't even factors
They about to all catch a
Skull fracture
And fall backwards
For y'all rap nerds
Got intergalact words
Around the Versemaster
They still seem to act nervous
For that purpose
They put their raps
On the back burners
What I heard is
They worth bout as much
As a cat turd is
Same old Trap beat
With the wack verses
Acting like Gangstas
But they come
Strapped with purses
I damage MCs
Just ask the nurses
At the ER
I KILL EM In 3 bars
But what's worse is
I show up and console
They moms in they churches
I know she's hurting
But I give in to my urges
Didn't take nuttin barely
A little encouragement
Showed her what I was working wit
And Call it curtains kid
At the spur of the minute
Word I was in it
Murdering it
Precise wit it
Like a licensed surgeon did it
I'm pouring
Antifreeze in ya garbage
Aiming to kill cats
Not really just MCs
Don't feel bad
Wigs get peeled back
For real jack
I Make dope MCs
Feel real slack
Its ill that I only make ill raps
And still the bills stack
They ain't trying
To see me get by
Can you feel that?
Really ain't no need to reply
Or I will snap
Old habits
Die hard they say
People never change
They stay the same way
Still ain't playing
Wait until it's game day
We're pumped up
They're hoping on a rain delay
Old habits die hard
And by far
Evey issue a classic
Still Wrapped in Mylar
Never gave in to the pop side
Used my freedom of speech
But the cop lied
And I got denied
Tackled handcuffed
And tossed in the ride
A certain NWA song
Kept crossing my mind
And how mace in our face
Got us Constantly blind
They say I'm paranoid
Obey the laws
You'll be fine
Breaks that cold stop on the dime
For the escape
I'm a hop on my grind
Drop deez Luxury rhymes
Keep em top of the line
When you were born to be great
The People talk all the time
It's old habits
Blowup School - Old Habits Lyrics
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How you hatin on
What you been waiting on
Back like old habits y'all
Aint away too long
Old school days are gone
Not this amazing bond
We always busy working on
Raps greatest songs
Cause we never made em wroncg
How you ain't been put on
We're what they put on
When you say put
Something good on
Stood on this foundation
We built up and built strong
The Freedom fighter
Ya need right here
And I still belong
Rappers will say anything
But mostly they say nothing
Or tell their whole lives to make the cops
And and stay cuffing
Just looking for a place to blaze up a in
Latrobes where I stay stuck in
I don't know where lady lucks been
Lemmy say I'm disgusting
Everyday Steady bustin
My minds stays still on these tapes like teddy ruxbin
Blowups been cool
Since we was actually in school
I'm glad it's in our soul
To keep the real up in the fold
While all these killers out there
Gettin used to being cold
Came up with a formula
Turns music in to gold
Hold up what I'm not sure of is
How they moving forward
With such poor performances
And corney shit
And random raps
We about to put an end to that
And bring standards back
These Old habits
Stay on ya mind
Will be remembered
Beyond my time
Those in the know
Can see all the signs
All eyes on Sefo
When hes on the rhyme
Trying hard to be
Hard come after
I wrote the book
You ain't even read
One chapter
Ya dumb rapper
I'm Half tempted
To come slap ya
Cause intentionally
Ya run rampant and
Blatantly act up
Yall actors
Aren't even factors
They about to all catch a
Skull fracture
And fall backwards
For y'all rap nerds
Got intergalact words
Around the Versemaster
They still seem to act nervous
For that purpose
They put their raps
On the back burners
What I heard is
They worth bout as much
As a cat turd is
Same old Trap beat
With the wack verses
Acting like Gangstas
But they come
Strapped with purses
I damage MCs
Just ask the nurses
At the ER
I KILL EM In 3 bars
But what's worse is
I show up and console
They moms in they churches
I know she's hurting
But I give in to my urges
Didn't take nuttin barely
A little encouragement
Showed her what I was working wit
And Call it curtains kid
At the spur of the minute
Word I was in it
Murdering it
Precise wit it
Like a licensed surgeon did it
I'm pouring
Antifreeze in ya garbage
Aiming to kill cats
Not really just MCs
Don't feel bad
Wigs get peeled back
For real jack
I Make dope MCs
Feel real slack
Its ill that I only make ill raps
And still the bills stack
They ain't trying
To see me get by
Can you feel that?
Really ain't no need to reply
Or I will snap
Old habits
Die hard they say
People never change
They stay the same way
Still ain't playing
Wait until it's game day
We're pumped up
They're hoping on a rain delay
Old habits die hard
And by far
Evey issue a classic
Still Wrapped in Mylar
Never gave in to the pop side
Used my freedom of speech
But the cop lied
And I got denied
Tackled handcuffed
And tossed in the ride
A certain NWA song
Kept crossing my mind
And how mace in our face
Got us Constantly blind
They say I'm paranoid
Obey the laws
You'll be fine
Breaks that cold stop on the dime
For the escape
I'm a hop on my grind
Drop deez Luxury rhymes
Keep em top of the line
When you were born to be great
The People talk all the time
It's old habits
What you been waiting on
Back like old habits y'all
Aint away too long
Old school days are gone
Not this amazing bond
We always busy working on
Raps greatest songs
Cause we never made em wroncg
How you ain't been put on
We're what they put on
When you say put
Something good on
Stood on this foundation
We built up and built strong
The Freedom fighter
Ya need right here
And I still belong
Rappers will say anything
But mostly they say nothing
Or tell their whole lives to make the cops
And and stay cuffing
Just looking for a place to blaze up a in
Latrobes where I stay stuck in
I don't know where lady lucks been
Lemmy say I'm disgusting
Everyday Steady bustin
My minds stays still on these tapes like teddy ruxbin
Blowups been cool
Since we was actually in school
I'm glad it's in our soul
To keep the real up in the fold
While all these killers out there
Gettin used to being cold
Came up with a formula
Turns music in to gold
Hold up what I'm not sure of is
How they moving forward
With such poor performances
And corney shit
And random raps
We about to put an end to that
And bring standards back
These Old habits
Stay on ya mind
Will be remembered
Beyond my time
Those in the know
Can see all the signs
All eyes on Sefo
When hes on the rhyme
Trying hard to be
Hard come after
I wrote the book
You ain't even read
One chapter
Ya dumb rapper
I'm Half tempted
To come slap ya
Cause intentionally
Ya run rampant and
Blatantly act up
Yall actors
Aren't even factors
They about to all catch a
Skull fracture
And fall backwards
For y'all rap nerds
Got intergalact words
Around the Versemaster
They still seem to act nervous
For that purpose
They put their raps
On the back burners
What I heard is
They worth bout as much
As a cat turd is
Same old Trap beat
With the wack verses
Acting like Gangstas
But they come
Strapped with purses
I damage MCs
Just ask the nurses
At the ER
I KILL EM In 3 bars
But what's worse is
I show up and console
They moms in they churches
I know she's hurting
But I give in to my urges
Didn't take nuttin barely
A little encouragement
Showed her what I was working wit
And Call it curtains kid
At the spur of the minute
Word I was in it
Murdering it
Precise wit it
Like a licensed surgeon did it
I'm pouring
Antifreeze in ya garbage
Aiming to kill cats
Not really just MCs
Don't feel bad
Wigs get peeled back
For real jack
I Make dope MCs
Feel real slack
Its ill that I only make ill raps
And still the bills stack
They ain't trying
To see me get by
Can you feel that?
Really ain't no need to reply
Or I will snap
Old habits
Die hard they say
People never change
They stay the same way
Still ain't playing
Wait until it's game day
We're pumped up
They're hoping on a rain delay
Old habits die hard
And by far
Evey issue a classic
Still Wrapped in Mylar
Never gave in to the pop side
Used my freedom of speech
But the cop lied
And I got denied
Tackled handcuffed
And tossed in the ride
A certain NWA song
Kept crossing my mind
And how mace in our face
Got us Constantly blind
They say I'm paranoid
Obey the laws
You'll be fine
Breaks that cold stop on the dime
For the escape
I'm a hop on my grind
Drop deez Luxury rhymes
Keep em top of the line
When you were born to be great
The People talk all the time
It's old habits
Writer: Sefo Capone
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid