Ol' Skool Company - Prince

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

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

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

If the white house is black

We got to take the radio back

Power to the people

Power to the people

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