Dub-L - Old Joke lyrics

[Intro: C-Rayz Walz] Hahaha. (What'd you say?). I'm the old joke [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) I'm the old joke. Became rich because I was so broke Watched the young seeds turn into old folk I died almost, but we all came so close Now laugh at the old joke [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] I used to rock windbreakers—now it's fat leathers I got money now (So?)—I'm still a a**-bettor Everything I wanted, I stole like a lowlife Rocked crowds of ten-thousand with no mic I don't live in the project. No writ, no lights So don't step on that cigarette, aight? The old joke. Warm toast—the gat's in the couch Crib so small, you walk in and fall back out Like wack MCs, always wanna be nice Dumb like going to the sixth floor pressing three twice Knock your patch off—my rap like Lee's and get your teeth cracked Believe me, Mikey wouldn't even eat that Ain't your momma gritty? Who pops corns with 9 millies? Mighty fine, [?] snuff, break his time I'll choke you and ask, “Did I do that?” like Urkel With three legs, walking in a circle [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) I'm the old joke. Became rich because I was so broke Watched the young seeds turn into old folk I died almost, but we all came so close Now laugh at the old joke [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] Twelve eggs at a tennis match playing the dozens You ain't hard-boiled—your weak shell could be crushed in (And we dissed you). “Everybody's tough now.” Look into this dumb fact A fun snack will lead to a gun clap While I get love like Barney, my haze is purple Your moms is my dog—I Walker like Herschel You see, son, when the quarter back was a refund Everyone bit moves from Rerun Hot peas in bu*ter. Police seize motherf**ers in covers But I'm hip to the game like the ruckus, s**ers My pops is a old man with a wooden leg and a kickstand (Laugh) Laugh—that's that sh**, fams Rappers had the gall, but that's not all I'll make a shoot a dead rocket, play casketball (Yo, speak English!). My words is a math test And your chick sticks ice in the drawers to keep the crabs fresh [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) I'm the old joke. Became rich because I was so broke Watched the young seeds turn into old folk I died almost, but we all came so close Now laugh at the old joke [Bridge: C-Rayz Walz with DJ JS-1 Scratches] I'm the old joke [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] Timeless definers wisest, livest Mine of highness to realize an idea of brightness And react with the impact of life's excitement To make you laugh while I'm seriously frightened Taking time to show respect to punchlines The lunchroom tables, the blocks at summertime Brothers cried. Some got punched in the eye Some was like “f** that. You got it,” and paid it no mind Back in days, kids that can't snap They probably the same motherf**ers on stage now that can't rap And I can't like it's OK ‘cause it's not True school like “Me and you, three o'clock.” Watch! All you could front, smoke, or pop 9 shots Used to hump joke and climb rocks So I stopped to gaze at a page of forgotten days Last one to cop my album is a fried, rotten egg [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) I'm the old joke. Became rich because I was so broke Watched the young seeds turn into old folk I died almost, but we all came so close Now laugh at the old joke [Bridge: C-Rayz Walz with DJ JS-1 Scratches] I'm the old joke [Outro: C-Rayz Walz] Probably got a sling durag. Hahaha. Corduroy bra. Laugh at that