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Those the days, back in junior high
For an 8th grader, my style was fly
And just to I was an mc pro
I often sponsored a classroom
And the hype part of my
Was making my a hip hop station
Minutes before the late would ring
I would greet the audience and I'll swing
A lyric or two as the students
my rhymes had sparked
Off somethign causing the to mingle
To a which is now a 12" single
Letting off styles of hip hop
Holding the mic that I made in shop
Forget gold, my key chain was a
Two math textbooks were
And for a mixer, something cooler
A penny cross faded on a ruler
Measuring dope beats were flexed
From that played a drum roll on a desk
From my girl, her name, fly as emory
memory
I remember in my art class
Drawing up lyrics fast
The outcome, a
shows with hyped up rhymes released
As if lyrics were flowing from the above
I'll a mic and provoke a push to a shove
From and girls who broke necks to see
The g.o.d.

Those were the

Now it's high school, room's the scene
And I'm to flip the routing
In the cafeteria, three
And here I come the jvc
I go in my pocket and out a mic
it in, check one-two...alright
Now who wanna show and prove their mc
A brother forward and tried to get ill
But it came time to live out his name
He kicked rhymes that all sounded the
But I did him in with a of time
And he was done with one victorious
He was shocked he knew he was rocked
Along with his classmates off his block
Yo!, I'm telling you, I flipped his crew
One against one or one two
Or three or brothers who swore they can rhyme
Battled me and got taken out time
From my and my dope profile
Plus the period of time I rocked for awhile
As a motivated, dominated force
Cultivated, activated cream and
The educated and born to be
The one who flip an mc

were the days