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Those were the days, back in high
For an 8th grader, my was kinda fly
And to prove I was an mc pro
I often a classroom show
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 then I'll
A lyric or two as the barked
Beacuse my had sparked
Off somethign causing the to mingle
To a which is now a 12" single
Letting off many of hip hop
Holding the mic that I made in wood
Forget gold, my key chain was a
Two math were turntables
And for a mixer, something much
A penny cross faded on a ruler
Measuring dope beats that were
From that played a drum roll on a desk
From my girl, her name, fly as emory
memory
I sitting in my art class
Drawing up kinda 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 to a shove
From boys and who broke necks to see
The g.o.d.

were the days

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

were the days