[Intro]
Finally, someone is here (Hahaha)
To free you from all of the tough talk (No more tough talk)
And unnecessary bore-ish (Yeah, we know what it is)
Olskool Ice-Gre the good doctor (Yes, yes)
Hahahahahahahahaha
[Verse 1: Olskool Ice-Gre]
See, I've been huffing and puffing long enough
While y'all been shucking and ducking like that ain't rough
While I been grinding and building to wake up the children
From lies, there's truth in their eyes
We gotta fill 'em with the knowledge I was born to reach
The depths of your soul with this rhythmic speech
That's why I gotta do what I gotta, my life is a saga
I hustled yesterday like it ain't no tomorrow
So holla, if you ready for change, mindstate [?]
So we Rovin' the Range
To give you something that fathom your head
Ain't no hickey it's that sickley up for freedom
Come get with me, we the chosen for this musical path
Thought-provoking is the basis for draft
Join all in, children, women and men
We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends
[Chorus: Olskool Ice-Gre]
Come on, left, right, right, left
We go left, right, right, left
Come on left, right, right, left
We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends
Come on, left, right, right, left
We go left, right, right, left
Come on, left, right, right, left
We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
This a story about a bad girl that used to be good
A 'Miseducation of Lauryn' that stayed in the hood
See, she probably could have made it in Hollywood
But, she was misguided, misled, and misunderstood
She want a baby dad with good hair like Blair Underwood
And push a whip with twelve cylinders under the hood
To cut, he gamed up, fed her lies under the truth
Now she got 6 kids to feed under her roof
She didn't want her daughters to end up in the same position
So she named one Hope, named the other Ambition
She ain't want her 4 boys pushin' that "Oh Boy"
But the problems with poverty left them with no choice
Then–one got locked, then one got popped
It's like they snatched her soul in an instance
Don't worry, mom, 'cause Minister Farra-Kan'
Got your soldiers in prison thinkin' totally different
[Chorus: Olskool Ice-Gre]
Come on, left, right, right, left
We go left, right, right, left
Come on left, right, right, left
We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends
Come on, left, right, right, left
We go left, right, right, left
Come on, left, right, right, left
We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends
[Verse 3: Olskool Ice-Gre]
It's a reason that I'm touching y'all
Hope it reach you, Olskool for the kids, Ice-Gre for his people
I knew I couldn't rhyme about slanging dope
And I refuse to write a rhyme about the price of my coke
And I ain't never gon' brag how I roll the boat
No disrespect to the ones that do, that's just you
So ain't no need to write a rhyme, this is far from hate
'Cause if you check my deck I prolly got your tape
But that's the beautiful part about rap, we got a voice
And the beautiful part about life, we got a choice
I choose to put it down, I be deep in thought
So if you like my talk, then talk that talk
And if you like my walk, then walk that walk
And if we all stand tall we won't come up short
Revolution starts in the mind and then
We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends
[Chorus: Olskool Ice-Gre]
Come on, left, right, right, left
We go left, right, right, left
Come on left, right, right, left
We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends
Come on, left, right, right, left
We go left, right, right, left
Come on, left, right, right, left
We gon tighten up our boots and march till it ends
[Outro: Olskool Ice-Gre]
Yeah, Chicago
Holla at you boy
Englewood's finest
