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 Here we go, we gonna send this one out to the old school 
All these motherfuckers in the Bronx and Brooklyn and Staten Island 
Queens and all the motherfuckers that laid it down the foundation 
Ya know what I'm sayin'? Nuttin' but love for the old school 
That's who we gonna do this one for, ya feel me? 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
 
I remember Mr. Magic Flash, Grandmaster Caz 
LL raisin', hell but, that didn't last 
Eric B. and Rakim was the shit to me 
I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show with Ricky D 
 
And Red Alert was puttin' in work with Chuck Chill 
Had my homies on the hill, gettin' ill, when shit was real 
Went out to steal, remember Raw with Daddy Kane 
When De La Soul was puttin' Potholes in the game 
 
I can't explain how it was, Whodini 
Had me puffin' on that Buddha gettin' buzzed, 'cause there I was 
Them block parties in the projects and on my block 
You diggi don't stop, sippin' on that Private Stock 
 
Through my speaker Queen Latifah and MC Lyte 
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the night 
With T La Rock and Mantronix to Stetsasonic 
Remember Push It was the bomb shit, nuttin' like the old school 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Ain't nuttin' like the old school) 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Ain't nuttin' like the old school) 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Yeah, it ain't nuttin like the old school) 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Nuttin' like the old school) 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Ain't nuttin' like the old school) 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
 
I had, Shell Toes and BVD's 
A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets 
I'm playin' skelly, ring to leavey or catch a kiss 
Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch 
 
I remember way back, the weak weed they had 
Too many seeds in the trey bag 
I'm on the train headin' uptown 
Freestylin' with some wild kids from Bucktown 
 
Profilin, 'cause the hoochies was starin' 
Thinkin' why them niggaz swearin'? 
I'm wonderin' if that's her hair, I remember 
Stickball, pump the hoochies on the wall 
Or takin' leaks on the steps, stinkin' up the hall 
 
Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile 
A young nigga tryin' to stay away from Riker's Isle 
Me and my homies breakin' nights, tryin' to keep it true 
Out on the roof sippin' 90 proof, ain't nuttin' like the old school 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Ain't ain't nuttin' like the old school) 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Ain't nuttin' like the old school) 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Nuttin' like the old school) 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Ain't nuttin' like the old school) 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Ain't nuttin' like the old school) 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
 
Remember poppin' and lockin' to Kurtis Blow the name belts 
And Scott La Rock the Super Hoe back in Latin Quarters 
When Slick Rick was spittin' La-Di-Da-Di 
Gamin' the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties 
 
I remember breakdancin' to Melle Mel 
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he rocks the bells 
Forget the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti 
Be careful don't let the transit cops see me 
It ain't nuttin like the old school 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(It ain't nuttin like the old school) 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(It ain't nuttin like the old school) 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
(Ain't nuttin like the old school) 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
 
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today 
If the old school didn't pave the way 
 
Remember seein' Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfuckin' party? 
Member how fuckers used to go, "Is Brooklyn in the house?" 
And motherfuckers would lose they goddamn mind 
That's the old school to me, that's what I'm sayin' 
 
I remember goin' places that motherfuckers was scared to say 
They was from anywhere but Brooklyn 
That shit was the bomb 
Back in the motherfuckin' old school nigga 
 
Remember skelly nigga, knockin' niggaz out the box, poppin' boxes? 
Member stickball, member niggaz to run that shit like that? 
Member the block 
Remembers screamin' up at your mom from the window? 
 
The ice cream truck, member all the mother 
Member the Italian icey's yo? 
Yo, remember the Italian icey's the Spanish niggaz comin' down 
With the coconut icey's and shit? 
 
I came through the door, said it before 
That was the shit 
  
            
 
HATA BİLDİR
 
 
		
        
        
        
         
         
         
         
        
        
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