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Those were the days, back in high
For an 8th grader, my was kinda fly
And just to I was an mc pro
I sponsored a classroom show
And the hype part of my
Was my homeroom a hip hop station
Minutes before the bell would ring
I would greet the audience and then swing
A lyric or two as the barked
Beacuse my had sparked
Off somethign the class to mingle
To a rhythm which is now a 12"
Letting off styles of hip hop
Holding the mic that I made in shop
gold, my key chain was a cable
Two math were turntables
And for a mixer, something much
A penny being faded on a ruler
Measuring dope that were flexed
From hands that a drum roll on a desk
From my girl, her name, fly as emory
Sweet
I remember in my art class
up lyrics kinda fast
The outcome, a
shows with hyped up rhymes released
As if lyrics were from the heavens above
I'll grab a mic and provoke a push to a
From and girls who broke necks to see
The g.o.d.

Those were the

Now it's high school, lunch room's the
And I'm ready to the routing
In the cafeteria, period
And here I with the jvc
I go in my and pull out a mic
it in, check one-two...alright
Now who show and prove their mc skills?
A stepped forward and tried to get ill
But when it came to live out his name
He rhymes that all sounded the same
But I did him in with a of time
And he was with one victorious rhyme
He was shocked because he he was rocked
Along with his from off his block
Yo!, I'm telling you, I his whole crew
One one or one against two
Or three or brothers who swore they can rhyme
Battled me and got out every time
From my style and my dope
Plus the of time that I rocked for awhile
As a motivated, dominated force
Cultivated, activated and source
The educated and born to be
The one who would an mc

Those were the