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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 sponsored a classroom show
And the part of my imagination
Was making my homeroom a hip hop
Minutes before the bell would ring
I greet the audience and then I'll swing
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
the mic that I made in wood shop
Forget gold, my key was a cable
Two math were turntables
And for a mixer, something cooler
A penny being cross faded on a
Measuring dope beats that were
From that played a drum roll on a desk
my home girl, her name, fly as Emory
Sweet
I remember sitting in my art
up lyrics kinda fast
The outcome, a
Live shows with up rhymes released
As if were flowing from the heavens above
grab a mic and provoke a push to a shove
From boys and girls who broke to see
The G.O.D.

were the days

Now it's high school, lunch the scene
And I'm ready to the routing
In the cafeteria, period
And I come with the JVC
I go in my pocket and out a mic
it in, check one-two...alright
Now who wanna show and their MC skills?
A brother forward and tried to get ill
But when it came time to out his name
He kicked rhymes that all the same
But I did him in with a matter of
And he was done with one rhyme
He was shocked because he he was rocked
Along with his classmates off his block
YO!, I'm telling you, I his whole crew
One against one or one two
Or three or brothers who swore they can rhyme
Battled me and got taken out every
my style and my dope profile
Plus the period of time I rocked for awhile
As a motivated, dominated supreme
Cultivated, activated cream and
The wise and born to be
The one who would an MC

Those the days