Yo Stick
I think we got old souls nigga
Cause I pop us some Isleys man
Twist up a joint
Let the top back and let it do what it do
80’S
Bring back some of that old school for me man
Yeah
I came up in the South
Dirt road livin’
Parties at the house
Old school soul records spinnin’
From The Whispers to The Spinners
My momma put it in us
I remember hearin’ grandma’s hands, my Bill Withers
Day dreamin’ with Aretha
Glued to the speakers
Smellin’ incense and reefer
Gettin’ bit by mosquitos
Let me rock you Chaka Khan at the skatin’ rink
Slow tapes bumpin’ in the Buick
Tryin’ to do it in the back seat
Child of the 70’s, born and bred
I grew up with the Motown melodies in my head
Greens and cornbread
Khakis and cornrows
Beat Street, Krush Groove, Soul Train, Solid Gold
I remember “Appolonia Breasts” and “Purple Rain”
My “I Desire” Teena Marie and Rick James
Roberta Flack, Bobby Womack, Al Green
My favorite things, Coltrane, Love Supreme
The O’Jays, Isaac Hayes, Marvin Gaye
DeBarge, Ray Charles, Donny Hathaway
I can’t forget Sade, one of the greats
Do it
Remember back in the day?
Don’t you miss that?
Soul music
That funk, that soul music
We need that soul music
Bring back that soul music
I miss that soul music
That funk, that soul music
That funk, that soul music
Bring back that soul music
Things ain’t what they used to be
Music ain’t what it used to be
You said you wanna hear the truth from me
It had me livin’ for the city, believe me
James Brown had me wonderin’ if he could see me
Ain’t nothin’ like that old school
When music stuck to your bones like soul food
Listen
I remember Bob Marley used to sing to me
Had me feelin’ like black was the thing to be
I don’t even listen to the radio no more
Put on some Isley’s, light up a stoge and roll
Get a whole different feeling from a timeless classic
Give me goosebumps, can’t help rewind the magic
I ain’t frontin’ on you new cats
A lot of y’all doin’ your thing
Just somethin’ ’bout that old school swang, feel me?
Bumpin’ that old school “Mary My Lifetime”
Enjoyin’ the sunshine
Bring it back for me just one time
Two turntables and a mixer
Can it be that it was so simple?
I remember playin’ cards in the yard with my kinfolk
With the boom box propped in the window
Barbecue food on the grill in the summer
Family reunions, happy birthday and Stevie Wonder
Saturday night disco lights larger than life
Roller skatin’ and datin’
This is what it was like in the 80’s
Before the crack game came and invaded
I remember The Temptations said “Treat Her Like a Lady”
The music used to be the movement
But now they do it just to do it
Man, I miss that
Soul music
That funk, that soul music
We need that soul music
Bring back that soul music
I miss that soul music
That funk, that soul music
That funk, that soul music
Bring back that soul music
Stick you don’t know nothin’ about Anita Baker my nigga
What you know about that Curtis Mayfield?
Nigga, what you know about James Ingram nigga?
What you know about that Hall & Oates?
You don’t know nothin’ about them Commodores
What you know about George Benson?
What you know about that Al Green nigga?
What about that Midnight Star?
What about that old school Luther?
Oh, oh, what about that Bobby Womack?
I fuck with Womack, I fuck with Womack
That’s what we need to do
We need to bring back that old music man
That old soul music
That’s real talk baby
Twist somethin’ up, pop some Isleys and
Roll the fuck out
Do what it do
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