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What more could I say, I wouldn't be here
If the old school pave the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school didn't the way

I Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL hell but, that didn't last
Eric B. & was, the shit to me
I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, Ricky D
And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chuck
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, shit was real
out to steal, remember Raw, with Daddy Kane
When De La Soul was puttin Potholes in the
I can't how it was, Whodini
Had me puffin on that gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Them block parties in the projects, and on my
You diggy don't stop, sippin on that Private
Through my speaker Latifah, and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the
With T La Rock and Mantronix, to
Remember "Push It" was the shit, nuttin like the old school

more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be here
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old school pave the way

I had, Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm skelly, ring to leavey, or catch a kiss
Before the homies in my hood learned to a bitch, I remember
Way back, the weak weed had
Too many seeds in the bag
I'm on the train uptown, freestyling
With some wild from Bucktown, profiling
Cause the was starin, thinking, "Why them niggas swearing?"
I'm wondering if her hair, I remember
Stickball, pump the hoochies on the
Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the
my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to stay away from Rikers
Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old

more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old didn't pave the way

popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Slick was spittin La-Di-Da-Di
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood parties, I remember
to Melle Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he the Bells
the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the cops see me
It nothing like the old school!

more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old school pave the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be here
If the old school didn't the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way