Old Gold

Ladies and gentlemen!
Old school jams!
Old school breaks!
Old school rules!

Vatysta noeru patte ista baera
Hostys tyerupi eyanji
Sapefuro ussu fendu kuina veru
Doru eizu sittuen kuroue
Vatysta noeru patte ista baera
Hostys tyerupi eyanji
Tos vi cherunie chesta
Gusniiya shukare rye
Sni shuwaf yetten kuroue

It's show time
Set it up
Go!

Push that sound, who's the player?
Four, five round, the kids were made like us
Yeah, that's right! Slam the disco
From Brooklyn, NY, to San Francisco
Party plan, push that system
Bring the heats up or the whole world miss them
Now don't stop when the hands are out
When we crash that stage 'till you know what's up
Come on! Join that beat, make it fly, make it black, make it sigh
Break that dance or we don't stop
Gonna wreck it in a second, gonna be on top
Be a lot of shit, be a lot of that
My boy got me, you know what I'm sayin'
Got the party on stand, boy
Boy, don't even think about escaping them

Vatysta noeru patte ista baera
Hostys tyerupi eyanji
Sapefuro ussu fendu kuina veru
Doru eizu sittuen kuroue
Vatysta noeru patte ista baera
Hostys tyerupi eyanji
Tos vi cherunie chesta
Gusniiya shukare rye
Sni shuwaf yetten kuroue

Cranky beats, go!
Get up!
Break that down!
Traffic!

You already know
Chant one, two, rock, we the best
You got that
Gotta goin' on

Check, drop the beat, the word is on
MC's got me slappin' balls
So don't trust what you can handle
Step this and we're about to get ramble
Party's silent, flee 'em in
There's no one right here that walk for years
We walk this step on all of our years
Don't sleep, on, the floor, bitch
Come on!

Ladies and gentlemen!
Old school jams!
Old school breaks!
Old school rules!

Vatysta noeru patte ista baera
Hostys tyerupi eyanji
Sapefuro ussu fendu kuina veru
Doru eizu sittuen kuroue
Vatysta noeru patte ista baera
Hostys tyerupi eyanji
Tos vi cherunie chesta
Gusniiya shukare rye
Sni shuwaf yetten kuroue

Cranky beats, go!
Get up!
Break that down!
Traffic!
Four, three, two, one