QueenB Lucidic Music - Old Skool Days Lyrics

Lucidic QueenB Music
I have a story
Hopefully to help someone else
Let's break these spells
Collect your real wealth
Take the steps
Jump the fence
Let go of regrets
You have a choice
A voice to enjoy or destroy
Avoid or exploit
Are you gonna sink or swim
Boomers sought out Tom Brady
Instead they got Slim Shady
Unafraid of what neighbors might say
Displayed in this daily wordplay
Eminem for Xennials in a Benjamin age
Inspiration liberation genuine in the nation
Atomic symbolic did us a solid Cleaning out a closet in his word vomits
Speaking up for what we wanted
Fluid and lucid
His music is therapeutic
An idol's as a kid
He'd spit his shit
Flowed like a real poet
Went above and beyond
A lyrical James Bond
A rap god at the top
Hit the charts sparked our hearts
In between two sides few signs and loose times
Rise up from the ashes spun of second chances and tech advances
I live life as eclectic
Haters are skeptic
Blaming genetics ethics or a lack of athletics
Scared of the truth
Confused of your views
Here's a message trying to break through
Work your life away or build your life today
Floppy disks to streaming gigs
Xennials straddle the analog digital bridge
Dial-up tones and wifi zones
We're the Slim Shady's of the Xennials stones
Pixelated playgrounds Xennials roam
Where Slim Shady echoes
In dial-up dreams in a wifi haze
Hybrid kids of old school days
I'm wide awake time to take a stand
Demand a new act no plans
A wave maker brand
A major player and creator
Boomers are intruders stealing futures
Spreading rumors consumer groomers
Quit feeding the rich
The poor need it more
Not buying endless work lore
Breaking cycles a new title revival no denial
Quit watching the news it's abuse
Using agendas for more views and the script to shift
Media makes you sick
Self validation in one click
Hypnotized by lies like internal suicide
Televised high crime while franchise ads rise at the same time
People looking down ready to drown
An optical crown doubt no sound
They're not who they post to be
They post who they want you to see
Floppy disks to streaming gigs
Xennials straddle the analog digital bridge
Dial-up tones and wifi zones
We're the Slim Shady's of the Xennials stones
Pixelated playgrounds Xennials roam
Where Slim Shady echoes
In dial-up dreams in a wifi haze
Hybrid kids of old school days
Boomers call us rebellious and lazy
We now know you were all crazy
We were the peacemakers dealmakers
Teenage debaters and genius innovators
Living in a media echo chamber
Quit playing victim
Reflections of your projections
Like words or weapons
Not buying you selling questions
Now I'm stressing for expressing affection
I think I need a therapy session
Old generations no education
Spread misinformation
We had thousands of questions
Reflective perceptions
You said be quiet keep it private
Well your silence was no guidance
Keeping up with the Joneses is not a dream
Above your mean scheme a hole on their payroll
I'm authentic and you're fake
I'm full of love and you're full of hate
Fables enable a way to face internal struggles
Shuffle the trouble double the color
Express progress progress a recipe for success
You might suffocate and take your place
Sending shockwaves to the graves
Floppy disks to streaming gigs
Xennials straddle the analog digital bridge
Dial-up tones and wifi zones
We're the Slim Shady's of the Xennials stones
Pixelated playgrounds Xennials roam
Where Slim Shady echoes
In dial-up dreams in a wifi haze
Hybrid kids of old school days
When life gives lemons
Lesson the tensions
Ask more questions
Turn the page
Embrace change and chase that sour taste away