kemetic-dreams:Old School  BY TUPAC SHAKUR [Intro: 2Pac]Here we go; we gonna send this one ou

kemetic-dreams: Old School  BY TUPAC SHAKUR [Intro: 2Pac]Here we go; we gonna send this one out to the old schoolAll these motherfuckers in the Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten IslandQueens, and all the motherfuckers that laid it down, the foundationYa know what I’m saying? Nothing but love for the old schoolThat’s who were going do this one for, ya feel me? [Hook: Grand Puba sample] (x5)“What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here todayIf the old school didn’t pave the way” [Verse 1: 2Pac]I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster CazLL, Raising Hell, but, that didn’t lastEric B. & Rakim was, the shit to meI flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky DAnd Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chuck ChillHad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was realWent out to steal. Remember Raw, with Daddy Kane?!When De La Soul was puttin Potholes in the gameI can’t explain how it was, WhodiniHad me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I wasThem block parties in the projects, and on my blockYou diggy don’t stop, sippin on that Private StockThrough my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC LyteListen to Treach, KRS to get me through the nightWith T La Rock and Mantronix, to StetsasonicRemember “Push It” was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old school [Hook: Grand Puba sample] (x5)“What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here todayIf the old school didn’t pave the way“ [Verse 2: 2Pac]I had, Shell Toes, and BVD’sA killer crease inside my Lee’s when I hit the streetsI’m playing skelly, Ringolevio, or catch a kissBefore the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitchI remember. way back, the weak weed they hadToo many seeds in the trey bagToo many seeds in the trey bagI’m on the train headin uptown, freestylingWith some wild kids from Bucktown, profilingCus the hoochies was starin, thinking “what them niggas wearing?”I’m wondering if that’s her hair, I rememberStickball, humpin hoochies on the wallOr taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the hallThrough my childhood, wild as a juvenileA young nigga tryin to stay away from Rikers IsleMe and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it trueOut on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain’t nuttin like the old school [Hook: Grand Puba sample] (x5)“What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here todayIf the old school didn’t pave the wayIf the old school didn’t pave the way” [Verse 3: 2Pac]Remember popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name beltsAnd Scott LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin QuartersWhen Slick Rick was spittin La Di Da DiGaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block partiesI remember, breakdancing to Melle MelJekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the BellsForget the TV, I’d rather hit the streets and do graffitiBe careful don’t let the transit cops see meIt ain’t nothing like the old school![Hook: Grand Puba][Outro: 2Pac]Haha, on the real thoughRemember seeing Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfucking party?Remember motherfuckers used to go, “Is Brooklyn in the house?”And motherfuckers would lose they God Damn Mind!That’s the old school to me; that’s what I’m sayin (Super, Sperm)I remember goin places that motherfuckers was scared to sayThey was from anywhere but Brooklyn; that shit was the bombBack in the motherfucking old school niggaRemember skelly nigga? Knocking niggas out the box, popping boxes?Remember stickball? Member niggas to run that shit like that?Remember the block– ‘Member screaming up at your moms from the window?(LL Cool J is hard as Hell...)The ice cream truck, remember all the mother–‘Member the Italian Ices, yo? Yo, remember the Italian Ices?!The Spanish Niggas comin’ down with the coconut ices and shit?I came through the door, said it beforeThat was the shit!BLESSED BE THE 70′S,80′S, AND 90′S GOLDEN ERA OF HIP HOPKOOL AID SOCKS,ICE CREAMS TRUCKS WITH PIG FEETS,POPPING ROCKS,CRY BABIES, MR T CEREAL, MIXING SUGAR WITH KOOL AID, WCW ON SUNDAYS, KUNG FU SUNDAY ON USA, REAL MIXTAPES WITH UNDERGROUND ARTISTS,YOUNG GIRLS SNAPPING THE FINGERSWHO’S DAUGHTER YOU CALL A BITCH,” GO CHOOSE A SWITCH FROM THE BUSHES”YOU BETTER HAVE YOUR ASS IN THIS HOUSE BEFORE THE STREET LIGHTS COME ON“A LET ME GET A BAG OF SUGAR TIL FRIDAY” A LET ME ROCK THAT AFRICAN MEDALLION, WHO YOU PLAYING “WHO” BIGGIE LET ME GET A DUB OF THATA MOM WE OUT OF MILK “ADD SOME WATER TO IT”. A MOM CAN I SPEND THE NIGHT AT “HELL NO”NAH! GOD I DON’T EAT NO SWINEYO! THEM JORDANS FRESH “ YOU SEE THE WATCH ON MY CHEST, YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT ISWHY DID YOUR MOTHER SEND YOU TO CHURCH WITH PINK ON, “YOU A SISSY”GOVERNMENT CHEESE, A MAN Y’ALL ON WELFARE???HEY KEISHA YOU LOOK GOOD, “I DO”, SIKE!!!!!!!WHY YO MOMMA GOT ALL THE BEBE KIDSWHAT’S YOUR NAME, O COOL, WHERE IS IT FROM, AFRICA. CAN I CALL YOU SOMETHING ELSE. YOU JUST SAID MY NAME. ETHIOPIAN NAMES ARE HARD FOR ME TO SAY.. BUT………. YOU JUST SAID MY NAMEMY MOMS IS FROM NIGERIA, WHAT PART OF ETHIOPIA IS THATYO! DUKE SNAPPED, RE WIND THATGIVING SHOUTS TO MY ANCESTORS AND GODS IN THE EARTH. THANK YOU FOR THE WISDOM,SOUL FOOD, IMPRACTICAL PUNISHMENTS. ALL PRAISE TO YOUR ANCIENT TECHNOLOGY OF PUTTING TWO VCRS TOGETHER TO GET THAT MOVIE QUALITY. THANKS TO ALL MY GRAND PARENTS, OLDER FAMILY, OLDER COUSINS “WHO CLOTHES I STOLE ON FRIDAYS TO LOOK OLDER THAN I WAS”, YEAH WALKED AT SLOW SPEED WITH A PIMP STROLL, CAUSE I HAD AIR MAX 2 SIZES TO BIG, AND A DISCONNECTED CELL PHONE PERPETRATING.( YEAH NAY, THANKS FOR THE PHONE NUMBER, GLAD YOU DIDN’T ASK ME TO DIAL IT) LMAOLOVE THE OLD SCHOOL!!!https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hu0z6zyc2J8 -- source link

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