[Intro: 2Pac]
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Here we go; we gon send this one out to the old school
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All these motherfuckers in the Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten Island
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Queens, and all the motherfuckers that laid it down, the foundation
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Ya know what Im sayin? Nothin but love for the old school
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Thats who were gonna do this one for, ya feel me?
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[Chorus: Grand Puba]
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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[Verse 1: 2Pac]
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I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
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LL, Raising Hell, but, that didnt last
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Eric B. & Rakim was, the shit to me
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I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D
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And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chuck Chill
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Had my homies on the hill gettin ill, when shit was real
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Went out to steal
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Remember Raw, with Daddy Kane?
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When De La Soul was puttin Potholes in the game
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I cant explain how it was, Whodini
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Had me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was
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Them block parties in the projects and on my block
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You diggy dont stop sippin on that Private Stock
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Through my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte
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Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the night
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With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
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Remember “Push It” was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old school
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[Chorus: Grand Puba]
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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[Verse 2: 2Pac]
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I had, Shell Toes, and BVDs
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A killer crease inside my Lees when I hit the streets
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Im playin skelly, Ringolevio, or catch a kiss
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Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch
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I remember way back, the weak weed they had
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Too many seeds in the trey bag
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Im on the train headin uptown, freestyling
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With some wild kids from Bucktown, profilin
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‘Cause the hoochies was starin, thinkin “what them niggas wearin?”
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Im wonderin if thats her hair, I remember
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Stickball, humpin hoochies on the wall
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Or takin leaks on the steps, stinkin up the hall
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Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile
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A young nigga tryna stay away from Rikers Isle
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Me and my homies breakin nights, tryna keep it true
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Out on the roof sippin 90 proof, aint nuttin like the old school
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[Chorus: Grand Puba]
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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[Verse 3: 2Pac]
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Remember poppin and lockin to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
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And Scott LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarter
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When Slick Rick was spittin La Di Da Di
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Gamin the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties
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I remember, breakdancin to Melle Mel
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Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells
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Forget the TV, Id rather hit the streets and do graffiti
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Be careful dont let the transit cops see me
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It aint nuttin like the old school!
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[Chorus: Grand Puba]
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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“What more could I say? I wouldnt be here today
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If the old school didnt pave the way”
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[Outro: 2Pac]
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Haha, on the real though
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Remember seein Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfuckin party?
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Remember motherfuckers used to go, “Is Brooklyn in the house?”
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And motherfuckers would lose they goddamn mind!
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Thats the old school to me; thats what Im sayin (Super Rhyme)
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I remember goin places that motherfuckers was scared to say
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They was from anywhere but Brooklyn; that shit was the bomb
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Back in the motherfuckin old school nigga
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Remember skelly, nigga? Knockin niggas out the box, poppin boxes?(My Adidas)
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Remember stickball? Member niggas to run that shit like that?
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Remember the block– ‘Member screamin up at your moms from the window?
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(LL Cool J is hard as Hell…)
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The ice cream truck, remember all the mother–
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‘Member the Italian Ices, yo? Yo, remember the Italian Ices?!
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The Spanish Niggas comin down with the coconut ices and shit?
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I came through the door, said it before
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That was the shit!
