[Chorus] Every once in a while You need some old school company Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove And a old school melody When god his son and the love of family Ruled in the community The songs you sing Lift you up to heaven A heaven we can believe in [Verse 1] Everybody's talking about hard times Like it just started yesterday People I know they have been struggling At least it seems that way Fat cats on wall street They got a bailout While somebody else got to wait 700 billion but my old neighborhood Ain't nothing changed but the date [Chorus] [Verse 2] Ain't nothing ever come from complaining Except a bitter heart, that's true Follow along and you going to want to do Something before the next chorus is thru The songs we sing They used to mean something Now every other one is just mean Rather than reminisce I'm telling you this It's time for a brand new scene Everybody's sinking in the quicksand Created by the keeper of time Cast aside by using ancient tricks That changes your state of mind They got you catering the whims of the flesh Before you get your paper right Call me old fashioned But back in the day There wasn't no shorties in sight First come job then come marriage before shorty Come out with the baby carriage call me Old fashioned just clap yo hands just clap yo hands Radio used to be local untouched by the man Songs we used to sing used to mean something Now they just bland like the drummer Where's the real drummer? Michael be Mint condition, morris day Jellybean wishing sheila and brother john, sometimes me Until dawn [Bridge] If the white house is black We got to take the radio back Power to the people Power to the people [Outro] Put this thing on repeat go back to one And just move your feet tell your friends prince and The mplsound we can't be beat Suckas
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