What more could I say, I wouldn't be today If the old school pave the way What more could I say, I wouldn't be today If the old didn't pave the way What could I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school didn't the way What more could I say, I be here today If the old school didn't the way
I Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz LL raising hell but, that last B. & Rakim was, the shit to me I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with D And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chuck Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was Went out to steal, remember Raw, with Daddy When De La Soul was Potholes in the game I can't how it was, Whodini Had me puffin on that gettin buzzed, cause there I was Them parties in the projects, and on my block You diggy stop, sippin on that Private Stock Through my Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, like the old school
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school pave the way What more could I say, I be here today If the old school pave the way What could I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school pave the way What more could I say, I be here today If the old school didn't the way What more could I say, I wouldn't be here If the old school pave the way What could I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school didn't the way
I had, Toes, and BVD's A killer crease my Lee's when I hit the streets I'm playing skelly, ring to leavey, or catch a Before the in my hood learned to smack a bitch, I remember Way back, the weak weed had Too seeds in the trey bag I'm on the train uptown, freestyling With wild kids from Bucktown, profiling Cause the hoochies was starin, thinking, "Why them swearing?" I'm wondering if that's her hair, I Stickball, pump the hoochies on the Or leaks on the steps, stinking up the hall Through my childhood, as a juvenile A young nigga to stay away from Rikers Isle Me and my homies breakin nights, to keep it true Out on the roof 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say, I be here today If the old didn't pave the way more could I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school didn't the way What more could I say, I wouldn't be today If the old school didn't the way What more could I say, I be here today If the old didn't pave the way more could I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school pave the way What more could I say, I be here today If the old school didn't the way
Remember popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the belts And LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters When Rick was spittin La-Di-Da-Di the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, I remember Breakdancing to Mel Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti Be careful don't let the transit see me It nothing like the old school!
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