| Before terrorism had arisen to fight
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| I’d stay up for the wake up show and i’d listen at night
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| Just to know what was officially tight, get it cassetted
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| Made my fat tapes while classmates sweated for extra credit
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| But me, son? |
| forget it, i achieved under
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| Now suckers shit bricks whenever i breathe thunder
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| But i wasn’t always down with what cool cats were doing
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| Couldn’t cop jordans, i rocked patrick ewings
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| Damn, i was a shoe-in for the nerdiest,
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| Four eyed geek who was the wordiest, but turned impervious
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| When the cipher got open, assholes stopped provoking
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| Quoting soul khan 'cause i was more than just a token…
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| …melanin deficient fellow with an eloquence and vision
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| Feeling them hello kittens but they were so seldom licking
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| Probably got you thinking, «damn, he’s attached»
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| But hip hop kept me afloat after the family collapsed
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| The panic attacked, my father didn’t plan to come back
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| But the boom bap never let my sanity crack
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| No the boom bap never let my sanity crack
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| Yeah, the boom bap gets mad dap for that
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| Hook:
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| If it wasn’t for the records you gave me
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| Don’t know which way that life would take me
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| The 1−2, 1−2 that raised me
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| I’mma play you 'til they crossfade me
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| I never thought i’d make song a for this
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| But here i go with a jawn for that
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| Here i go with a jawn for that
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| End of the day, i did it all for that
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| So even though i’m the golden era’s grandson
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| It ain’t fair to say we don’t compare to that one
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| I thought they called it the past, 'cause all of it passed
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| (can i kick it?) damn, i shouldn’t bother to ask
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| If it’s new, some of you won’t put your hands up to it
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| I love the old school, but i ain’t handcuffed to it
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| But i can’t keep just rapping about rapping without
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| Feeling a little vomit in the back of my mouth
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| Too much to address and the youth’s unimpressed
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| It’s hard enough today to speak to you in the flesh
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| To the youngins that are plugged in the subject we’re discussing
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| Remember that it’s more than just a mumble and percussion
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| It’s rats in the front room and roaches in the back
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| It’s two dope boyz steady posting in the 'lac
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| It’s bonita applebaum that we’re hoping to attract
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| And the boom bap gets mad dap for that
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| Hook |