Lyrics True School Anthem - J-Live

True School Anthem

OLD SCHOOL NEW SCHOOL NO SCHOOL RULE LIKE TRUE SCHOOL
REPEAT
I rock
Shit like this to leave skid marks.
The way a
Point blank unchained pit barks.
Or like the
Wide open jaws of a black shark.
I’m like the
Starks that made you kids wanna get Clarks.
Cause now you
See me now you don’t.
First you feel me, now you won’t feel
Nothing but detached from yourself.
So when the
Mic was detached from my hand niggas ran like the
Riffle was detached from the shelf.
So when the
Crowd say your wack, and you gots to go.
Step
Back or end up in the hospital.
You got
Three hints on who bout to rock the show.
Six
Foot God farmer growing crops of flow.
YOU BETTER
RECOGNIZE JUST HOW WE DO.
WE LET THAT
HOT SHIT SIMMER JUST FOR YOU.
WE BRIDGE THE
GAP BETWEEN THE OLD AND NEW.
WHEN I SAY
WHAT SCHOOL IS THIS YAWL SAY TRUE.
You make the
Call in this lyrical brawl one for all.
All a get stunned by one just for fun.
No timeouts is called once my game’s begun, cause
If skills are raw then rhymes are well done.
Son,
Who’s the pebble in the landslide trying to
Maintain when names don’t amount to a shit stain.
You can roll deeper than Farrakhan its still on.
J turns that ambush into that marathon.
Cause
If mad heads was there, than mad heads was pet,
Cause mad heads could fly or mad heads could jet.
The stage is set and you drown in your own sweat.
There’s
No point in getting upset, cause my shit’s not
Done yet.
Just pray to God I’ll be through by
Sunset.
I’m liver than electrical outlets
When wet.
There might be time left to place one
Bet on just how bad opponents regret
Their threats.
You swing hits like the Mets.
Well
I’ll be, the whole damn MLB.
So
Tell me, why let your dogs loose if you scared to
Sick’em.
Would be suspects make the best victims.
CHORUS
Ayo
How amped am I?
Yawl motherfuckers asking,
How damp am I From sweating J L I?
V E add a RY are my rhymes that
Fly?
Needle in My third eye if I lie.
That’s
Why with me battling is fucking with a Pussy emcee,
Whose wack rhymes are a STD.
Cause if a
Dope rhyme’s A Jim hat, I run through more Trojans than
Notre Dame fullbacks at USC.
So what’s the
Weather like?
All of the above will be caused by Me,
Cause year round I’m down to put it on ya.
They
Wanted me to Fall but instead I went ta spring
Summa these all season flavors upon Ya.
I’m
Coming through to warn ya, a yawner is a goner.
Those who Sleep better realize how deep the
First step to fucking with me Happens to be.
Heads are
Steady claiming that could never happen to Me.
But
Steadily making empty threats trying to gas me with
Gun talk When rhymes remain unleaded and my
Tank’s not empty yet.
Whoever though I had a
Microsoft word let your cursor press edit.
And
Scroll down to undo rhyme, got to file hit
Save and quit, because You ain’t printing shit.
Matter
Fact, if you don’t take them disses of Your disk Imma
Download a virus and crash your whole system.
CHORUS