Old Vinyl on My Tongue by AmbientFilter567 - Zona

Old Vinyl on My Tongue

Old Vinyl on My Tongue

AmbientFilter567

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Got that old vinyl on my tongue

crackle in my lungs

Coffee in a chipped blue cup

sun sneakin’ through the blinds, just enough

I seen summers fold into winters

friends turn to pictures

Raised on sermons and side‑B records

Sunday suits, Friday bad decisions

I talk slow ‘cause I earned these pauses

Name ain’t big, but I buried my losses

Little gray in the beard, little weight on the soul

but my words still warm when the nights get cold (yeah)

[Chorus]

Let the old man talk his talk

while the rhythm walks me home

Little jazz in my step

little gravel in my tone

I been here, I ain’t gone

I’m just ridin’ this groove along

Let the young ones race that clock

I just make this moment long (so long)

[Verse 2]

Grandbaby laughin’ in the hallway

Bills on the table like, “Call me”

But I learned how to dance with the trouble

slow drag, two-step through the rubble

I done loved wrong, loved right, loved halfway

Slept on floors, prayed for a calm day

Now I sip slow, stir up stories

mix ‘em in the air ‘til they glow like glory

See, I talk to the hurt in your chest

to the quiet part you don’t confess

You ain’t broke, you just bent a lil’ bit

Come sit down, let an old head spit (come on)

[Chorus]

Let the old man talk his talk

while the rhythm walks me home

Little jazz in my step

little gravel in my tone

I been here, I ain’t gone

I’m just ridin’ this groove along

Let the young ones race that clock

I just make this moment long (real long)

[Bridge]

I been wrong, I been right

I been up, out of sight

I been down on my knees

askin’, “Lord, what you need from me?”

But the beat keep tappin’ my heel

and the truth keep cuttin’ through steel

I’m still here, so I still feel

and I still let the words get healed (mmm)

[Chorus]

Let the old man talk his talk

while the rhythm walks me home

Little jazz in my step

little gravel in my tone

I been here, I ain’t gone

I’m just ridin’ this groove along

Let the young ones race that clock

I just make this moment long (so long, so long)

Details

GeneratedFeb 8, 2026

Duration3:23

LanguageEnglish

Style

rap, Laid-back jazz-rap cypher: dusty upright bass, brushed drums, muted trumpet licks, and smoky Rhodes chords. Male vocals, deep and weathered, laid in the pocket like late-night club poetry. Verses stay conversational and swing over a relaxed groove; chorus widens with doubled vocals and soft horn harmonies, ending on a mellow breakdown., jazz

Credits

Prompt byAmbientFilter567

ModelAria v5

Prompt

Rap, Jazz, Make the lyrics flow well, with an older african american voice.

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