Taste of the old world nothings new

(Verse 1)

Yeah, welcome to the streets where the stories unfold, Where the old world's grip tightens, ain't no new world, it's all old. Red brick alleys, whispers of the past, Ashes of the ones who thought they'd forever last.

They talk about progress, but it's just a facade, Underneath it all, same struggles, same squad. I navigate these streets, every turn's a history told, No fresh start, it's the same script, same old mold.

(Chorus) This ain't a new world, nah, it's all old world shade, Red brick truths, in every move that's played. I'll show you a taste, a slice of the past, Where grit and grind, yeah, they forever last.

(Verse 2) In these concrete jungles, where the city beats loud, You see the scars of the old, ain't no changing this crowd. Got tales of prohibition, echoes of the mob, Legacy of the streets, where every heartbeat throbs.

No neon lights can blind the real deal, It's the same game, different players, that's the real deal. No shining towers can erase the grit, In this old world vibe, where only the strong can fit.

(Chorus) This ain't a new world, nah, it's all old world shade, Red brick truths, in every move that's played. I'll show you a taste, a slice of the past, Where grit and grind, yeah, they forever last.

(Bridge) From the ashes, we rise, strong and bold, In the land of old world tales untold. They say it's new, but it's just a different mask, Underneath it all, same old world task.

(Verse 3) So take a walk with me through these vintage streets, Feel the vibes of the past, where every echo repeats. No new world promises can match this vibe, It's the old world's essence, where we thrive.

In this concrete symphony, we make our stand, Legacy of the past, in our blood and hand. No new world, just the old, raw and real, In these streets of history, that's the only deal.

(Chorus) This ain't a new world, nah, it's all old world shade, Red brick truths, in every move that's played. I'll show you a taste, a slice of the past, Where grit and grind, yeah, they forever last.

Outro: Welcome to the old world, where it's all about survival, In the midst of it all, we find our revival. No new world, it's the same old world blaze, In these streets of heritage, where legends amaze.

Red Brick Bob

inspired by Mattologist Matt.