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I'm tryna show you old is golden
It might be old but it ain't broken

Yo; are these supposed to be poems?
I got poetry in my bones
I come from broken homes, the era of rotary phones
Put on some 80s R&amp;B, with my chick, she's new
She told me, "that's the same music that my dad would listen to"
I don't know if I should be laughin' or stressin'
My girl was born the same year Daddy Kane dropped "Half-Steppin'"
We fight every day, there gotta be a better way
I like guns and boxing and Peckinpah to get away
She said she hates boxing compared to MMA
She never heard of NWA, she only knows Em and Dre
She said I'm primitive, politics today are more progressive
She gets mad when I tell her that men shouldn't wear dresses
While I'm cherishing my collection of every vinyl LP
She's in the mirror with duck lips tryna take a selfie
I'm raised on X Clan, Brand Nubian and Chuck D
She was raised on Imagine Dragons and Arctic Monkey
I'm not tryna dance to trap music or dubstep
I'm the old man in the club with a headache upset
She said, "your outdated slangs are gonna make me go crazy"
I'm like, "Girl, I'm outta here, peace, ghost, Swayze!" Ha!

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