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{"id":200310,"created_at":"2021-01-31 22:41:48","updated_at":"2021-04-21 05:51:08","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2021-01-31 22:41:48","original_id":null,"artist_id":96511,"title":"Old Skool (Freestyle) (Feat. Troy)","slug":"old-skool-freestyle-feat-troy","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"[Chorus]\r\n\r\nI am class rep of this old school shit\r\nWack rappers throw them in the mosh pit\r\nMy high shit will be your last fix\r\nPress record and let's make a hit \r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n\r\nI'm a shooter, professional trained killer\r\nNever in love but I always feel her \r\nI'm just a day dreamer, vision getting dimmer\r\nRoll out out with a bimmer, get a bag with a zipper\r\nMy thoughts get deeper, brain getting thicker\r\nThicker than a thick bitch to get pick\r\nGetting high on that last fix, in the mix\r\nDirect opposite, black and white paint\r\nFeeling like I'm retro spitting,\r\nShit it too classic to be fitting\r\n\r\n\r\n[Chorus]\r\n\r\nI am class rep of this old school shit\r\nWack rappers throw them in the mosh pit\r\nMy high shit will be your last fix\r\nPress record and let's make a hit \r\n\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n\r\nTake me back, I want a refund\r\nSlam dunk no rebound, smoking on that loud\r\nGetting fat call it heavy pound, \r\nscratch that, match that\r\nSpin back like a spin table, niggas know how we sound\r\nNearly lost myself my but I'm found\r\nAnyway to hold it down, funny as a clown\r\nEmotionless I can never frown, slow it down \r\nFat stack, got that big amount, smoke a blunt\r\nAlways high, never coming down, shut it down \r\nI'm ghost..","download_count":72,"play_count":21,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-21","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/601\/714\/f2a\/thumb_612415_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}

Song Lyrics:

[Chorus] I am class rep of this old school shit Wack rappers throw them in the mosh pit My high shit will be your last fix Press record and let's make a hit [Verse 1] I'm a shooter, professional trained killer Never in love but I always feel her I'm just a day dreamer, vision getting dimmer Roll out out with a bimmer, get a bag with a zipper My thoughts get deeper, brain getting thicker Thicker than a thick bitch to get pick Getting high on that last fix, in the mix Direct opposite, black and white paint Feeling like I'm retro spitting, Shit it too classic to be fitting [Chorus] I am class rep of this old school shit Wack rappers throw them in the mosh pit My high shit will be your last fix Press record and let's make a hit [Verse 2] Take me back, I want a refund Slam dunk no rebound, smoking on that loud Getting fat call it heavy pound, scratch that, match that Spin back like a spin table, niggas know how we sound Nearly lost myself my but I'm found Anyway to hold it down, funny as a clown Emotionless I can never frown, slow it down Fat stack, got that big amount, smoke a blunt Always high, never coming down, shut it down I'm ghost..

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