[00:00.000] 作词 : Wesley Joseph
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Wesley Joseph
[00:14.273]Old-school
[00:15.289]Old-school like them summer days I woke to with no clue
[00:18.721]Feel it on your skin, the cold truth, it cold soon
[00:21.368]Yeah, that's how you know I'm local, I'm local
[00:24.460]Where I'm coming from we soulful, hopeful
[00:26.948]This time my brothers going global, bi-coastal
[00:29.759]Get in touch with me by postal, not with the social
[00:32.475]I'm off the edge, at least I'm close to, the bitter snow due
[00:35.353]I'm feeling vocal
[00:36.698]Marvel in reflection, just a blind man with another sense
[00:39.301]Balancing potential and its negligence
[00:40.776]See, you wasn't born like this, arsonist
[00:43.583]It doesn't just come like this, hard to digest
[00:45.691]In your chest, speak it, but it don't exist
[00:48.091]Uh, I be the old-school thrilla
[00:50.585]Back in the winter in some loose-fitting linen
[00:53.279]Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up
[00:56.021]Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker
[00:58.896]Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer
[01:01.652]Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see you clearer
[01:04.448]Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition
[01:07.115]Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through
[01:09.848]Follow who? These brothers saving face and I can't relate
[01:12.466]Was jumping train, looking at the planes, now they feeling strange
[01:15.263]I got a taste, this that bitter-sweet heat beneath your feat
[01:18.076]Won't play it safe, visions in my dreams, who do you believe?
[01:20.716]They fear the change, looking hollow, tomorrow dividing barricades
[01:24.195]Thought I saw the future coming close, but that was yesterday
[01:27.033]Way back on the island, grandad cutting up that sugar cane
[01:29.783]Told me love is violent, but nothing good painless anyway
[01:32.689]Uh, so I'm just waiting by the riverside (Side, the side)
[01:35.438]Just watching time go by (Go by, go by)
[01:38.724]Ay, and if you don't know what the river's like (It's like, it's like)
[01:41.668]Uh, you should take a dive, no lie
[01:43.978]I lie behind the madness, I was vanished, now I'm showing late
[01:46.396]Life with no escape will make you feel a way (A way)
[01:48.957]But there's magic in the sadness if you watching when I levitate
[01:51.864]I celebrate this moment like I know my fate
[01:54.118]Ayy, ayy
[01:55.163]3 AM dancing in the grave on my lonely (Lonely)
[01:57.435]3 AM dancing in the grave, grave, grave, grave
[02:00.634]Uh, I be the old-school thrilla
[02:03.033]Back in the winter in some loose-fitting linen
[02:05.773]Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up
[02:08.527]Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker
[02:11.618]Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer
[02:14.192]Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see you clearer
[02:16.773]Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition
[02:19.567]Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through
[02:22.409]All of my lows looking the same
[02:23.523]Swallow my pride, channel my rage
[02:24.955]Where have you been? I've been away
[02:26.319]Under my skin, stuck in my ways
[02:27.740]All of my stress put on a page
[02:29.079]What I possess is in a blaze
[02:30.538]Nothing to say, just get out the flame
[02:31.832]Cover your face (Look, look)
[02:33.357]The energy blessed, watch where you step
[02:34.739]Crack in the pave, made it to west
[02:36.072]When are you coming? I feeling I'm next
[02:37.443]Now you're feeling a breeze, and it blow your neck
[02:38.930]Sick of these brothers, I'm sick of these figures
[02:40.391]I see through this deal and my shoulders is killing
[02:41.680]My head stay lif' up, lif' up and this too this is a stick up, stick up
[02:44.303]Paving the way like back in the day
[02:45.263]When I came, bros came tight like the bars I write
[02:46.416]Five-foot-nine, but you still look up and it ain't my time
[02:49.145]But you still look up, living on a high 'til I fall down
[02:51.386]Looking out and the sun don't ever come down
[02:52.943]'Cause it dark outside and the kids still out
[02:54.243]'Til the dawn of the morning the kids still out
[02:55.959]Looking crazy, yeah
[02:58.745]On occasion it hit me
[03:01.521]It's amazing, yeah
[03:04.177]How you hate me, yeah
[03:07.227]3 AM dancing in the grave on my lonely (Lonely)
[03:09.947]3 AM dancing in the grave, grave, grave, grave
[03:12.835]4 AM dancing 'til it's late on my lonely (Lonely)
[03:15.588]4 AM dancing in the grave, grave, grave, grave
[03:18.882]Uh, I be the old-school thrilla
[03:21.125]Back in the winter in some loose-fitting linen
[03:23.824]Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up
[03:26.672]Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker
[03:29.759]Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer
[03:32.309]Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see you clearer
[03:35.277]Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition
[03:37.809]Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through
[03:41.602]But why don't you ever call, my friend?
[03:44.677]Why don't you ever call me?
[03:47.417]Why don't you ever call my phone?
[03:50.136]Why don't you ever?
[03:52.813]And why don't you ever call back home?
[03:55.479]Home
[03:59.038]I can't forget about home, so what's home?
[04:02.541]Ah, melody and bones chilling, young lust and skin dripping
[04:04.994]On a vibe ting
[04:06.263]Writing, make pictures in the silence
[04:08.010]Intermission
[04:08.968]Summer nights caught in transition
[04:10.619]Ain't no small-town heroes when protagonists missing
[04:13.381]Back home where the heart is
[04:14.795]I was feeling at my darkest
[04:16.210]Back home where the art is
[04:17.511]In the grit that won't tarnish
[04:19.153]Phone got no charge then
[04:20.255]But it got the same digits
[04:21.601]Holding a same-day ticket for a visit
[04:23.893]On my way home
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作词 : Wesley Joseph
作曲 : Wesley Joseph
Old-school
Old-school like them summer days I woke to with no clue
Feel it on your skin, the cold truth, it cold soon
Yeah, that's how you know I'm local, I'm local
Where I'm coming from we soulful, hopeful
This time my brothers going global, bi-coastal
Get in touch with me by postal, not with the social
I'm off the edge, at least I'm close to, the bitter snow due
I'm feeling vocal
Marvel in reflection, just a blind man with another sense
Balancing potential and its negligence
See, you wasn't born like this, arsonist
It doesn't just come like this, hard to digest
In your chest, speak it, but it don't exist
Uh, I be the old-school thrilla
Back in the winter in some loose-fitting linen
Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up
Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker
Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer
Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see you clearer
Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition
Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through
Follow who? These brothers saving face and I can't relate
Was jumping train, looking at the planes, now they feeling strange
I got a taste, this that bitter-sweet heat beneath your feat
Won't play it safe, visions in my dreams, who do you believe?
They fear the change, looking hollow, tomorrow dividing barricades
Thought I saw the future coming close, but that was yesterday
Way back on the island, grandad cutting up that sugar cane
Told me love is violent, but nothing good painless anyway
Uh, so I'm just waiting by the riverside (Side, the side)
Just watching time go by (Go by, go by)
Ay, and if you don't know what the river's like (It's like, it's like)
Uh, you should take a dive, no lie
I lie behind the madness, I was vanished, now I'm showing late
Life with no escape will make you feel a way (A way)
But there's magic in the sadness if you watching when I levitate
I celebrate this moment like I know my fate
Ayy, ayy
3 AM dancing in the grave on my lonely (Lonely)
3 AM dancing in the grave, grave, grave, grave
Uh, I be the old-school thrilla
Back in the winter in some loose-fitting linen
Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up
Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker
Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer
Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see you clearer
Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition
Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through
All of my lows looking the same
Swallow my pride, channel my rage
Where have you been? I've been away
Under my skin, stuck in my ways
All of my stress put on a page
What I possess is in a blaze
Nothing to say, just get out the flame
Cover your face (Look, look)
The energy blessed, watch where you step
Crack in the pave, made it to west
When are you coming? I feeling I'm next
Now you're feeling a breeze, and it blow your neck
Sick of these brothers, I'm sick of these figures
I see through this deal and my shoulders is killing
My head stay lif' up, lif' up and this too this is a stick up, stick up
Paving the way like back in the day
When I came, bros came tight like the bars I write
Five-foot-nine, but you still look up and it ain't my time
But you still look up, living on a high 'til I fall down
Looking out and the sun don't ever come down
'Cause it dark outside and the kids still out
'Til the dawn of the morning the kids still out
Looking crazy, yeah
On occasion it hit me
It's amazing, yeah
How you hate me, yeah
3 AM dancing in the grave on my lonely (Lonely)
3 AM dancing in the grave, grave, grave, grave
4 AM dancing 'til it's late on my lonely (Lonely)
4 AM dancing in the grave, grave, grave, grave
Uh, I be the old-school thrilla
Back in the winter in some loose-fitting linen
Uh, yeah, and then my phone does not pick up
Ghost with the shimmer, see the light bulb flicker
Uh, yeah, and all my darg dem are realer
Soaked in the liquor, but the soul see you clearer
Uh, yeah, I put the wave in fruition
Got the ocean in my system and it 'bout to follow through
But why don't you ever call, my friend?
Why don't you ever call me?
Why don't you ever call my phone?
Why don't you ever?
And why don't you ever call back home?
Home
I can't forget about home, so what's home?
Ah, melody and bones chilling, young lust and skin dripping
On a vibe ting
Writing, make pictures in the silence
Intermission
Summer nights caught in transition
Ain't no small-town heroes when protagonists missing
Back home where the heart is
I was feeling at my darkest
Back home where the art is
In the grit that won't tarnish
Phone got no charge then
But it got the same digits
Holding a same-day ticket for a visit
On my way home