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