Quarter Century Man (feat. Willy Do)

Quarter century man gotta thank the 'rents Before I channel youth, bust into some two thousands dance Before I transform and blossom my sounds, and get advanced Breath on my lenses and clean them up from this state of trance Willy Do that's how he move, he's like to take you to school Boom bappin, the crew snapping, they shows packed in The last stand, no X3, don't hex me What legacy you tryna prioritize? Don't ask me Long as I can write down words that's alright with me Feeling lately like I'd rather live on villas than the city Man what's up with Disney? Ain't what I remember, damn, guess things always changing, man that's history Now the novel of my life ain't no mystery Ain't a thriller either, but you know I'm thrilled to be here Hola señorita, be in PR by next weekend Estoy aprendiendo, the journeys young that's my memorandum Even as an older geezer, I'll be in Ibiza Still got the childlike spirit, my favorite food is pizza I'm not inclined yet to change either, ain't pay for features My knack for rhyming ain't going nowhere but paid bleachers I'll nab the gold when I'm going somewhere that's got standards Til' then my goal is to grow old, and still jot stanzas October sixth, remember then it was a good fit Thank God for ninety-nine, I couldn't pick a better time One line for every year of my twenty-five