Fountain Of Youth

[Verse 1:]
 You ever get the feelin' that you're growin' too old for your surroundings?*
 Before you loved loud music but now you can't stand it in your eardrums poundin'
 Things no longer seem so astoundin'
 I recall the countless days when the sounds just blazed
 And the music was beautiful, classic album sales didn't have to go through the roof
 The bottom line was: you had to be talented, honestly
 I played the music 24/7 non-stop, constantly
 (Say word)
 I don't know, but now-a-days there's no motivation
 I find myself, mostly, listening to the oldies station
 Like, "Damn I'm gettin' old"
 When it plays I blurt the words
 Start driftin' off and thinkin' when the song first emerged
 I feel like my uncles when they used to come through
 They told me, "Music just ain't what it used to be."
 I thought it was untrue
 Far fetched and far from reality
 Now every song is "Get crunk" or "I'm the best battle me."
 Ahhh, I can't take it, man I'm growin' so impatient
 So irritated with the commercial and college stations
 Your tastes begin to change and shift when your metabolism slows down
 Man, I don't know now
 Damn I'm gettin' old
 [Chorus] [x2]
 I'm searchin' for the fountain of youth
 So I can slow down this aging process
 There's days that I just
 Feel so old within my mind
 Everything seems 20 something years behind
 [Verse Two]
 My taste in women today is so different
 I was out with the wifey when I noticed it
 Damn I feel old as shit
 I used to pick chicks up and ride around
 To the other side of town, but I think about it now
 Them girls never blessed a nigga with no gas money
 I should have demanded cash and soon as they asked for me
 I'm older now, ladies ain't no ridin' bicycles
 I peep game on these dames, eyes wide as nickles
 But back then I had a young man's perspective
 Misguided by pride, I was picky and selective
 Like, "Girls, no smokin' or drinkin'. I don't need the kids."
 (Now-a-days)
 I just wanna find a woman with a decent gig
 I'm not tryin' to fuss and fight
 I just wanna sit back on the couch, stress free, and make it Blockbuster night
 So she can bounce to the club, but me? I'm goin' to sleep
 Or make my night productive, writin' rhymes and doin' some beats
 I'm too old to be stressin' these broads
 Who search through your crib on some jealous espionage
 Checkin' your dresser and drawers
 I used to be stuck in a cycle that I slowly broke out of
 I can grow without love
 I used to see how many numbers I can get in one night
 But I found the bigger challenge is, tryin' to treat one right
 I'm done spendin' money on sneakers and ill clothes
 I'm savin' for my future, god damn I feel old
 (And the music?)
 Trust me man, it ain't the same
 (And the clubs?)
 Too much fightin', yo it ain't the same
 (And the girls?)
 They on some other shit, it ain't the same
 (And hip hop?)
 That on-line shit, it ain't the same
 Trust me
 (And the music?)
 Man, it ain't the same
 (And the clubs?)
 Too much fightin', yo it ain't the same
 (And the girls?)
 They on some other shit, it ain't the same
 (And hip hop?)
 That on-line shit, it ain't the same
 I must be gettin' old
 [Chorus] [x2]
 I'm searchin' for the fountain of youth
 So I can slow down this aging process
 There's days that I just
 Feel so old within my mind
 Everything seems 20 something years behind
 [Outro]
 I just don't feel the same way about shit no more, youknowhatI'msayin'?
 The music ain't the same. Hell, even the women seem watered down now-a-days
 Niggas be tellin' me I'm just stuck in the past
 Or maybe I'm just gettin' old