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Those the days, back in junior 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 making my a hip hop station
Minutes the late bell would ring
I would the audience and then I'll swing
A or two as the students barked
Beacuse my had sparked
Off somethign causing the to mingle
To a rhythm which is now a 12"
Letting off styles of hip hop
Holding the mic I made in wood shop
gold, my key chain was a cable
Two math were turntables
And for a mixer, something cooler
A penny being faded on a ruler
Measuring dope beats were flexed
From hands that played a roll on a desk
my home girl, her name, fly as emory
Sweet
I sitting in my art class
Drawing up lyrics fast
The outcome, a
shows with hyped up rhymes released
As if were flowing from the heavens above
I'll grab a mic and provoke a push to a
boys and girls who broke necks to see
The g.o.d.

Those the days

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

were the days