What more could I say, I wouldn't be today If the old school didn't the way What more could I say, I wouldn't be here If the old didn't pave the way What more could I say, I wouldn't be here If the old school pave the way What more could I say, I be here today If the old school pave the way
I Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz LL hell but, that didn't last Eric B. & was, the shit to me I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with D And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chill Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was Went out to steal, remember Raw, with Kane When De La was puttin Potholes in the game I explain how it was, Whodini Had me on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was Them block in the projects, and on my block You diggy don't stop, on that Private Stock Through my speaker Latifah, and MC Lyte Listen to Treach, KRS to get me the night T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin the old school
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old didn't pave the way What more could I say, I wouldn't be today If the old school didn't the way What more I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school pave the way What more I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school pave the way What more I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school pave the way more 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 inside my Lee's when I hit the streets I'm playing skelly, ring to leavey, or a kiss Before the homies in my hood to smack a bitch, I remember Way back, the weak weed had Too many in the trey bag I'm on the train uptown, freestyling With wild kids from Bucktown, profiling Cause the hoochies was starin, thinking, "Why niggas swearing?" I'm if that's her hair, I remember Stickball, pump the hoochies on the Or taking on the steps, stinking up the hall Through my childhood, wild as a A nigga tryin to stay away from Rikers Isle Me and my homies breakin nights, to keep it true Out on the sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old school
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today If the old didn't pave the way What more could I say, I wouldn't be here If the old school pave the way 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 here If the old school pave the way What more could I say, I be here today If the old didn't pave the way What more could I say, I wouldn't be today If the old school pave the way
Remember and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts And LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters When Slick Rick was La-Di-Da-Di Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood parties, I remember to Melle Mel Jekyll and Hyde, LL he Rocks the Bells the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti Be careful don't let the transit see me It ain't like the old school!
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