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RESPECT THE OLD SCHOOL! We keep it real!

Found this dusty tape in the basement of the 28th Precinct. They say gray hair means you're old, but these cats prove it just means you survived. This is what real 70s Funk sounds like. Respect the architects. Don't mess with the Grandpa with the cane. [Lyrics] Yeah... look at these young cats. Thinking they run the game. Sit down, school is in session. See this gray hair? It ain't just dust. It's platinum, baby, built on trust. You see a walking cane, I see a weapon. Watch your mouth, watch where you stepping. My wrinkles tell a story you can't read. We planted the roots, we sowed the seed! RESPECT THE OLD SCHOOL! We keep it real! Harder than concrete, tougher than steel! Don't call me grandpa, call me The King. Kiss the ring, let the freedom sing! We danced on these streets before you were born. Survived the storm, treated with scorn. Your loud music? It's just noise and toys. We got the Funk that separates men from boys. Yeah... can you dig it? Style isn't bought, it's earned. And we earned every bit of it. Back up! Give me room! Or meet your doom! RESPECT THE OLD SCHOOL! We keep it real! Harder than concrete, tougher than steel! Don't call me grandpa, call me The King. Kiss the ring, let the freedom sing!