Old Member Reclamation

[Verse 1] We used to go to the same place And learn the words to the same song We turn a circle to a safe space Say rap grace and disobey laws And it felt so forever-like Probably didn't deserve no paradise Treated our supporters like parasites Now what we used to overcharge for We gotta give away by the terabyte So you be here tonight But you still wasn't You came a month ago It wasn't chill was it? A bunch of local wack acts and they trill cousins My head is still buzzin Cause I drank a lot That's what I do to pass the time so I can stay and watch And if I poop before the rap I gotta spray and wash I'm waiting for my audience, since I write about our lives So come and get it now before the data gets corrupted then you have to go and get it from the archives [Hook] Go and let me bring you up the speakers We the type of rappers that can get you what you need You'll never ever need to go elsewhere You miss that real, say hell yeah We were the ones you were waiting for x4 [Verse 2] I never saw our fall We're the ones they shunned and patronized And then you moved on to other shit But obviously you're still unsatisfied You [?] the chateaus But all rap takes in the old [?] And you've been trying your soul shit I never used to bump the Musiq Soul Child The record label say you never [?] the profile All grown and rap disenfranchised I'm on some old member reclamation Y'all can form a line and get baptized Before we capsize And if you ever wanna ask why can't I Cause it belongs to us If we don't hold it it'll fall to dust Only we can talk to us If must in the past, we used to have to walk along the bus To catch the ones we were waiting for We were the ones you were waiting for [Hook] Go and let me bring you up the speakers We the type of rappers that can get you what you need You'll never ever need to go elsewhere You miss that real, say hell yeah We were the ones you were waiting for x4 [Outro] [?] and you moved along Still gonna be your number one We're not the crew who gives up ju-ust like tha-at Oh no-o-o-oh (3 minutes and 21 seconds of silence) [Intro (spoken word)] This is one of those end of the album songs that sounds like church It's kind of uh, anti-religious but [?], shall we? Say amen [Verse 1] There's no rules left It's a new moon We can eat a hamburger with a soup spoon We can chew shrooms We can run a red And make fun of the dead, it's never too soon It's never too loud It's never too wild It's all fresh it's a new style Fresh as a new [buy?] Cut off the desktop mess Make room for some new files Clear history Of the ear steer clear weird whispering There's no rules left, everybody's listening No fools left everybody's instant kings We all kiss the ring cuz it's a new [?] Drop a new project every few weekends Release it again, it wasn't too recent It's all just truth seeking, right? There came a day When all of the letters jump out of all the pages of all of the books And every piece of film [?] everywhere became exposed to the sun Imagine the waste [Chorus] I tried but it's hard to forget it all High time but it's hard to forget it al I died but it's hard to forget it all Eyes wide but it's hard to forget it all I tried but it's hard to forget it all High time but it's hard to forget it al I died but it's hard to forget it all Eyes wide but it's hard to forget it all [Verse 2] There's no rules left We can act foolish [?] after accept there's a [track?] to it Start a mass movement Take a Glock over Be a box smoker Be a stock broker Sell a break for the whole month of October Go for the reporter, get a lot closer Than a park poster As a Biggie fan There's no rules left Follow any man Follow any woman Have many friends Unfollow everybody and begin again Start it all off on the wrong foot No need to hide it inside, just let em all look Cause they all shook From embarrassment And if you're scared get a therapist Unless you're scared of Americans Or the slave boss stares in your heritage [Bridge] I tried to walk in circles but I don't know [?] They ask me but my passport and I don't know [?] And I ain't got no passport So I can't bare to lose whatever [Verse 3] People eat burgers when they [?] People beat hookers and don't go to jail No rules is an effed-up sentiment But that's the only way to make sense of it But conventional wisdom is insufficient We undid what we implemented And now nothing's cemented No rules left, fuck it I meant it And I try to say fuck it to blend in But my upbringing tugs at my senses A foundation founded on making the ancestors proud of foul situations But there ain't room now for the ancients And if I say it too proud I'm a racist Everybody in the dance [?] Till they gets all [?] and dangerous [Chorus] I tried but it's hard to forget it all High time but it's hard to forget it al I died but it's hard to forget it all Eyes wide but it's hard to forget it all I tried but it's hard to forget it all High time but it's hard to forget it al I died but it's hard to forget it all Eyes wide but it's hard to forget it all (Never be alone)