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old souls & new tools - forget the knowledge lyrics

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in the dawn, the craft was raw (so raw)
hands and hearts, we gave our all (our all)
from the tapes to vinyl stacks (spin it)
rhymes and beats, nothin’ lacks (nothin’)
but now the game is changin’ fast (real fast)
algorithms lead, we’re the past (the past)
tech and art, we’re at the clash
keeping our souls, gotta last (hold on)
block the bots, stand tall and mash
got them codes stackin’, no denyin’ (uh huh)
ai’s creatin’, jobs are flyin’, oops (they gone)
back in days was scr*ppin’, now we typin’, oops (type fast)
machines learn quick, they ain’t lyin’, oops (no lie)
creators hustle, still we strivin’ (strive)
old school beats, we still revivin’ (boom bap)
digi minds work, wе can’t ignore it (can’t ignore)
keep our art alive, got to fight for it (fight hard)
og rhymеs against the machine (how meta)
gotta break through the noise (break it)
holding tight to our voice (our voice)
sk!lls sharp, blades to the bone (slice)
don’t get lost in the clone (nah, nah)
forget the knowledge, we got roots (deep roots)
sk!ll and heart, that’s the truth (the truth)
hustlin’ hard for the craft’s survival (survive)
through the storm, we remain vital (vital)
flow like rivers, ain’t no stoppin’ (no stop)
keep our essence, we’ll keep rockin’ (nonstop)
through the wires, they take control (control)
but human touch, it’s in our soul (our soul)
you can’t replace the heart that pumps (it pumps)
in every beat, in every thump (every thump)
ai mirrors, but lacks the flow (true)
imitation can’t make it glow (no glow)
we adapt, evolve, and grow (let’s go)
hip hop’s roots, they always show (ear it)
from the bronx, to the coded streams (omni)
we stay real, we chase our dreams (for sure)
in the hustle we rise, no demise (nah)
life without knowledge is death in disguise (say it)
every cypher, every line defined (truth)
new tools, old souls, intertwined (connected)
rhythm of the streets, beats so thick (real thick)
in the undercurrent, that’s where we stick (we stick)
spittin’ bars that transcend the chips (chips)
human spirit, it never dips (never)
rather justice and substance (uh huh)
holdin’ onto faith, no reluctance
no

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