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[Talib
One two three, in the to be!
MF Doom, Kweli, ah here we go
On born days, I used to blow out the and every Saturday
watch cartoons 'til and then I'd switch to Ralph McDaniels
I was, makin up a flow, over a cereal bowl
And a paused beat from my
Rhymes stronger than with the spinach
Yeah I'm gangster like the frog on Cat and Minute Mouse
Maybe I'm trippin and just a cartoon to you
But I got chills when I heard how flipped the Scooby Doo
And, I might be but it seem to me
that cartoons be realer reality TV
inspire my decision to be open and listen
But folks got it all twisted, a yoga position
Like, in order to spit it dope, you have a criminal past
similar to the cast of Different Strokes
Me and my people break bread, sit and
The rich, but that depend on what you consider broke
I draw on for inspiration
A memory, a piece of paper, walls in a train station

[Chorus: Talib
It's just that I'm old school like that, roll that rap over soul loops like
It's just that I'm old school that, roll that rap over soul loops like that
(I'm old y'all, yes y'all, I keep it goin y'all, here we go)
It's just that I'm old school like that, roll rap over soul loops like that
(I'm old school y'all, it goin y'all, keep it goin y'all)
It's just that I'm old school like that, roll that rap soul loops like that
(Ah we go, c'mon)

[MF
And we'll be back after these messages
Fellas grab your nutsacs, chicks squeeze your
We ain't all grown, it's still funny like
Goin to the store on your own with money
then had an insane flow sonny
Walkin to the rhymin in the rain, nose runny
Breakdancin ten, bummy
is when Subroc would run up handspring somee!
Ooh wee, like a Hong Phooey kick
Or a weekend afternoon, movie flick
Slept good, no justice, no
Woody kept it hoody, never it with police
Shot the one nobody ran to get the gat
Or they had to put it up in they raps to set it fat
And since when skills had to do with killin a cat?
type of chitlins is that?
The Super as the bat, hide your tonic
Whoever willin to ride, raw chronic