Lyrics Old Skool Shit - DJ Dutchmaster

Yeah!
I had to do it again!
It's the Dutch!
Ha! Hah----!

The bass drums kicking and it won't quit! (repeat 3 times)
Rap'n holding my dick
I'm on some old school shit!

Yeah I came up quick
To these haters surprise
Like Maya Angelou was saying
"And Still I Rise!"
The only question from you
Is do I want that with some fries
Known for steadily making cake
Now I'm baking some pies!
At first they laughed at me
But now they're wiping their eyes
It's like they stared into the sun
And now it's making them cry
Death came for me
I wasn't ready to die
I had noone to help me
So I had to survive!
Was walking down the street
But now I'm crackin' a ride
All G'd up treed up
That's how I slide!

I was spitting babbage
Now I'm writing good ballads
Formerly smoking cabbage
But still better than average
This rhyme flow is a habit
These whores they gotta have it
I tell the haters I'll see you later
They're diapering like magic!

You'll have to excuse me you see
Because I'm in the zone
Felt like it was a curse
So I left this shit alone
But then I grabbed the microphone
And now I'm back on my thrown
At first I wasn't ready
But now it's game on!
They keep singing the same song
Sounds like it's the same tone
The world's ready to move on
And leave that bullshit alone!
Yes, this is off the top of the head
Like I've been smokin' a bone
Laying it down smooth
Like I'm in class reciting a poem
When they're getting successful
That's when they act like they know them
I would stick around, Yo
But I gotta get going
I'm like that chronic in Colorado
Yeah I'm steadily grow'n
Like that river that runs through it
Yeah, I'm steadily flow'n
Nicka!
And it won't quit
And it won't quit... Yeah!

The bass drums kicking and it won't quit! (repeat 3 times)
Rap'n holding my dick
I'm on some old school shit!

I ain't off the hook
Bitch I'm straight off the handle
I don't like no bull shit
But I'm still ready to scramble
I don't know if I can pull this
Because you know life is a gamble
I don't want to roll no snake eyes
Because that's some shit I can't handle
I don't roll with no fake guys
I don't need them on my panel
I've been known to bake pies up like Martha and Snoop!
Watch this cake rise up
Now what you ready to do
Don't try to take nothing nigga
Because I'm ready to shoot
I'm lett'n off in this booth
Like my pad is bullet proof
Before I execute
Yeah I gotta think twice
You gotta be a good bitch
If you're gonna be my wife
I don't need a chicken-head
That wants to fuss and just fight
Just be a partner in this game
And everything will be alright!
We'll get this: lil change
Lil fame, lil light!

I can see it in your face
You're thinking
Damn that shit's tight!
Because when I wake up in the morning
Yeah I'm ready to write!
When this pen hits the pad
Things are going to ignite!
Yeah the money started flowing
When I got this shit right!
Don't worry about being warm
Because it's on fire tonight!
At first I wasn't focused
But now the crown's in sight!
My niggas already rolling up
We are going to smoke a pound tonight!
The world couldn't hold me down
Because I was bound for flight!
I'm going to take these other rappers
Off the mic!
Because the MC
DJ Dutch can see beyond the hype!
Yeah!