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*ooh* *ooh* *ahh* (yo) |
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I used to listen to BIG, |
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used to listen to Pac, |
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everybody chose sides but I didn't get caught, |
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there's no division in mind |
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if I dig it I'm rockin it, |
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used to lift it in pockets |
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and music lift up my thoughts sky high, |
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Mr. Popular-not, |
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used to make friends with ******s if they sister was hot, |
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used to piss in a pot, |
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flush the water and watch the ******t coming out of pikes |
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just a couple of blocks across streets where we used to fly, |
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now a new generation play the man into plot, |
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used to talk using numbers on a pager(s) for letters |
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I guess that you could say that we the ones invented text messaging |
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heads, less-desperate threads, less expensive, |
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and they try to turn your dollar into 15 cents again, |
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used to compesate, try to make sense of it, |
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now we tough-talk head straight behind the internet |
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used to fight bare-knuckled after school, |
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now everybody actin cool, actin a fool, |
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we used to care, now we just carry what we're used to, |
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it's rare trying to find that voice that'll move you, |
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ask me again and I'll tell you the truth, |
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dude it's cool (it's cool), but it's not what I'm used to |
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it's cool (it's cool), but it's not what I'm used to, |
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I remember when that ******t was new. |
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used to see leaders go against the stat quo, |
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they took care of that with the COINTELPRO, |
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[?] was dismissed jay used to sell blow, |
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and [?] played a role in the return of the snow |
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used to know all the lyrics of the radio tunes, |
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****** rap-attack back when I listened to KUBE, |
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I was late hearing Common but I listened to Q, |
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and I can't front it, he killed em on a ****** in View, |
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when you make it, don't forget it's what they used to, |
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save it and think ******t, whatever come true though |
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its new though, we outnumbered by the [?], |
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old soul, new clothes, never had a ****** phone, |
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still don't, everybody gettin ******; |
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red white and blue dildo, we spent it you still broke, |
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I'm chill though, I just wanna make music, |
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and bring back the feelin that you felt |
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when you felt someone else stay true to themself |
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I miss that too, past and present through this hat too, |
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now everybody run around like "thats cool" and, "thats cool" and, |
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I'm like "oooh, its cooo" |
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but it's not what I'm used to |
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it's cool (it's cool), but it's not what I'm used to |
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it's cool (it's cool), but it's not what I'm used to |
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I remember when that ******t was new. |
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(bring it back, sayin |
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bring it back, sayin |
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bring it back, that ol' bull******t back) |
