OLD MAN

Why you actin' so hard when you're soft like a gummie Motherfuckers who come at me don't know me, they're gettin' dummied You can't diss my skills, so you dissin' my age A 50-year-old rapper don't belong on this stage But I'm still in your pods, and the speakers in your whip Takin' you down the road for an old-school trip I'm like a fine wine, aged and I'm timeless You all gather round to hear when I rhyme this Sucker MC's try to diss the roc Kinda hard to do when I'm flowin' non-stop I got you runnin' out of breath, cause you can't keep up If you can't freestyle, best to shut the f*ck up I'm too old for your games, or to learn new tricks What you see is what you get, you can't f*ck with my shit I come equipped with more bars than old Fort Knox I'm steady scarin' MC's out their shoes and socks I'm not Freddy, or Jason, or Art the Clown But I'ma terrify you with my rhymes and my sounds Self-produced, recorded, and mixed By myself at the crib with beats that are slick You're past your prime, old man, give it up Can't relate to the Z's, you don't know what's up Put your tables away, and that old cassette deck Cause you're too old to rap now man, what the heck What are you sayin' Do you know what's up Or should I show you how I flow when I rip shit up So sit back, pay attention, cause I'm gonna fly Let me show you how I rhyme When I Bang up my beats for the bros and gen Z's Wearin' there overpriced Concert rap tees The crew from the Bendors, Cole and Dalesy Mikey and Lucas, O'Shea and Chappie That's how I roll, little broh, Now you see what I got Time for you to represent and fight for my spot Not here for the sprint, just tryin' to keep pace It's a marathon, son, and I plan to win the race I got miles on these tires, but that just means I'm wise So there's nothin' you can do to catch me by surprise Face the facts and I can rip it up in 2024 You got a taste of the old man now, but there's more