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Woah-woah, one, two Uh, yeah Once upon a time, not too long ago I was just a young kid standing in the front row Watchin' all my heroes, and studying their kicks With their ticks, thinkin' "I got to get me some of those" So I suppose I shoulda seen it comin' That I'd be goin' pro for prose over percussion Snappin' at their heels, tryna fill in their shoes Spillin' out my soul all over the rhythm and blues On the track, I'm like The Little Engine That Could Took it all around the world from my neck of the woods Following in footsteps where the greats once stood 'Bout to run another lap, touch wood See I went from being a shy kid who was lackin' confidencе Uh, to kickin' raps on half the planets continents I takе it as a compliment, you hate it with a pa**ion I just keep goin' in like it's goin' out of fashion You can tell that I'm an old soul (Old soul) Check my feet, I got worn out sneakers (Worn out sneakers) And when I'm rollin' down the street (Old soul) Here that old soul pumpin' out my speakers (Out my speakers) I want that Nina, Aretha, Anita and Marvin Break of dawn to way late in the arvenin' They try comin' around and turn it down I say "What?" I mean, beg your pardon I hit 'em like "Ooh", ooh, I'm too much I like that old soul better than the new stuff Don't make 'em like they used to, nah, they used up And me? I got that good stuff to give you goosebumps Put the pep in your step and the proof in your puddin' Had big shoes to fill but now I got a foot in Big fish to fry but now I got a hook in Wavin' at the mirror like "Hey, good lookin'" I be your old soul till I'm comin' of age Though I'm never gonna be one of the greats I be tyin' up my laces and loose ends And winnin' and losin' until I'm just runnin' in place 'Cause there will come a time, lookin' back on my youth When it's my turn to hang up my boots And there'll be some newcomers who are tryna walk a mile Goin' in like it's goin' out of style 'Cause you already know that I'm an old soul (Old soul) Check my feet, I got worn out sneakers, uh (Worn out sneakers) And when I'm rollin' down the street (Old soul) Here that old soul pumpin' out my speakers (Out my speakers) I want that Nina, Aretha, Anita and Marvin Break of dawn to way late in the arvenin' They try comin' around and turn it down I say "What?" I mean, beg your pardon Look, I shouldn't have to tell you I'm an old soul, uh (Old soul) Check my feet, I got worn out sneakers, uh (Worn out sneakers) And when I'm rollin' down the street (Old soul) Here that old soul pumpin' out my speakers (Out my speakers) I want that Watson, that Wilson, that Wonder, that Withers Send a chill up your spine and give you shivers They try comin' around and turn it down I say "What?" I mean, beg your pardon Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo Doo Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Man, I've been around the block a few times Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo Rocked a few shows, spat a few rhymes Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo
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