Mixtape Champs

I'm here to praise the past, let's raise a glass This track is for your old-school mixtape champs A burned CD? No sir, not me I want the analogue ones that came with side-B's To mix that style took mad time and effort CD, Tape Cassette, and Vinyl Record A good mixtape would take me 3 or 4 days I'd have my headphones raised; rewind, record, pause, play. Get a song she never heard, best collect the tracks, And get the facts to move her neck and back Pull a slow-jam, low down, pulling out sculpture Don't want your phone number, rather know your culture So that after we speak, I spend like half of a week Getting deep on my mixtape masterpiece Ain't a stereo that plays the mixtape ways Come on man we ain't back in the days, like. Back in the days of a girlfriend mixtape Perfect prose to hit with a sick break Nowadays you just burn a playlist I don't care, that'll never be the same as... Back in the days of a girlfriend mixtape Perfect prose to hit with a sick break A girl so cool, I'll get old school Pull out the tape decks and pay some respect to a girl like you I mix a tape for a girl like you A good mixtape is my idea of romance If she's got no taste, then we've got no chance Original's critical, apathy's criminal See I strive for the pinnacle, got no time to be cynical Cos I live with that vision, how I love women Independent, intelligent, and always crate diggin' Can good love last? It all depends On how she reacts when I duce my friends This is Mahogany, twins name Ebony King Rakim, and President Eric B And if she treats them all like honoured guests And eager to listen, just like Lord Finesse She gotta love my boy Bob, why would I be with her? And respect Kate Tempest, she's a fire spitter Love Bill Withers, cos there ain't nobody smoother Big up to Sam Cooke, they don't make him how they used to Back in the days of a girlfriend mixtape Perfect prose to hit with a sick break Nowadays you just burn a playlist I don't care, that'll never feel the same as... Back in the days of a girlfriend mixtape Perfect prose to hit with a sick break A girl so cool, I'll get old school Pull out my tape decks and pay some respect to a girl like you I mix a tape for a girl like you