笨小笨Old the Time歌词由MATHE RISE演唱，出自专辑《My Life My Rules (Explicit)》，下面是《Old the Time》完整版歌词！
Old the Time歌词完整版
Listen up y'all, I got a story to tell
About a life that's lived through rhymes and beats, oh well
From the streets to the stage, I made my way
With a flow so sick, it's been hard to delay
I'm on a mission, with a heart full of fire
Making hits, no need for a wire
Got the rhythm, got the rhyme
Making moves, all the time
I spit bars that hit you like a ton of bricks
Got the crowd hyped, with my killer tricks
Making waves, leaving haters in my wake
Got a message that needs to be heard, can't you see the stakes?
I'm on a mission, with a heart full of fire
Making hits, no need for a wire
Got the rhythm, got the rhyme
Making moves, all the time
I've been through the storm, I've been through the rain
With my pen and paper, I'll conquer the game
Got the power, got the drive
Making music, that will stay alive
I'm on a mission, with a heart full of fire
Making hits, no need for a wire
Got the rhythm, got the rhyme
Making moves, all the time
So listen up, and hear my call
Got a story to tell, that will stand tall
Making music, that will inspire
Got a hit, that will take you higher
Listen up y'all, I got a story to tell
About a life that's lived through rhymes and beats, oh well
From the streets to the stage, I made my way
With a flow so sick, it's been hard to delay
I'm on a mission, with a heart full of fire
Making hits, no need for a wire
Got the rhythm, got the rhyme
Making moves, all the time
I spit bars that hit you like a ton of bricks
Got the crowd hyped, with my killer tricks
Making waves, leaving haters in my wake
Got a message that needs to be heard, can't you see the stakes?
I'm on a mission, with a heart full of fire
Making hits, no need for a wire
Got the rhythm, got the rhyme
Making moves, all the time
I've been through the storm, I've been through the rain
With my pen and paper, I'll conquer the game
Got the power, got the drive
Making music, that will stay alive
I'm on a mission, with a heart full of fire
Making hits, no need for a wire
Got the rhythm, got the rhyme
Making moves, all the time
So listen up, and hear my call
Got a story to tell, that will stand tall
Making music, that will inspire
Got a hit, that will take you higher
