| «A world premiere»
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| «A world premiere»
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| «A world premiere»
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| I calculate that Eighty-Five was the year
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| I first grabbed the pen, daydreamin' of the cheers
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| I’d hear from rockin' shows, no Girbauds that sag
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| The windbreaker suits and backspins that was mad
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| I stress progress, roll joints at my rest ‘til
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| The ill wee hours, and I knew it was the best
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| I hit mad spots, many crews got dropped
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| While I was gettin' props, niggas was dealin' on the block
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| Stayin' in crib on the weekends ‘cause was Marley Marl
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| Was freakin' the cuts Mr. Magic was speakin'
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| That’s how I got my first taste, makin' tapes ‘til
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| The rhyme skill was great and my style would escalate
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| Practice made my perfect tactics, now my dap
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| Gets clap ‘cause I’m the rap snap fanatic
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| But now in Nine-Trey, I got the T-Ray tracks
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| And my trunks, my roots are growin' styles from way back
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| I flash back
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| To fat Kangol hats with plastic, back when
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| Steppin' on kicks in Eighty-Six got your ass kicked
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| Bombers and sheepskins were common when I first started
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| Rhymin'. |
| Still, I found time to go bombin'
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| Me and my pals rocked Cazals with no glass
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| Dark-flavored Clarks, Lee Denims off the ass
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| Back when Mr. Magic had it goin' all the way on
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| The beef with BDP added flavor like a crayon
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| Indeed, MCs would represent with the skills
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| But now in Ninety-Three, a lot of them can get the dillz
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| It seems like a little somethin' missin' in the mix
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| But now I got a deal, so it’s up to me to fix
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| When niggas put me up on with funky raps to cut on
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| Word is bond, if I hear another wack rap song
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| I might snap, and it’s an actual fact that I’ma
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| Kick it like that ‘cause this is strictly ‘bout the way back
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «It's like that y’all, it’s like that y’all»
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| «It's like that tha- tha-that, it’s like that y’all»
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| «It's like that y’all, it’s like that y’all»
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| «It's like that tha- tha-that, it’s like that y’all»
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| Aww man
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| Damn, way back, things was kinda fat. |
| Had
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| The Godfather knot, a Starter hat, things are kinda wack
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| Now. |
| Packed up my cardboard and stepped away
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| I didn’t have a choice, the culture was slayed
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| Graffiti had died, and things were disappearin'
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| The West coast was here, and all these wack beats appearin'
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| DJs were breakin' down record store doors
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| To get the Biz Dance and the Chante Moores
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| Peace to Buck Four, Rock Steady on the floor
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| New York and Dynamic crews plus many more
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| Remember the time when you didn’t pack a nine, niggas
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| Just came to hear some funky-ass rhymes
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| But all of that’s over ‘cause brothers wanna act up
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| No clubs to go to, they’ll just pack rap up
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| That’s how the media wants it to stop
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| So peep the first and last showing of Graffiti Rock
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| So check it. |
| The brothers wanna wreck it to get what’s
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| Expected ‘cause hip-hop should be respected
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| Gotta get it back to get it on track
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| Artifacts kickin' styles illy on the way back
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| Like back when my Timberlands were only size sixes
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| I used to take pictures, shootin' spitballs at bitches
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| Cross New Jersey Transit just to see a rapper kick it
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| But now I ain’t with it ‘cause niggas just ain’t worth the ticket
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| Shit man, I remember jams that were slammin', gettin'
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| Me and my man in was harder than backgammon
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| DJs would scratch back to back on boom baps
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| And rappers with real raps would drop shit real fat
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| But now, kid, as I recollect, rappers out
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| Who caught wreck respected, just got stuck up in my tape deck
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| Real deal hip-hop, when Biz used to flip-flop
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| His fat ass on stage and do a dance in busted Reeboks
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| Niggas must’ve forgot when real rhymes was hot
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| ‘Cause now if you ain’t gold, you ain’t got no props
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| But fuck that. |
| I’m above that, I don’t play that
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| The Artifacts staff drops math about the way back
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «Going way back, way back, way back»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «It's a demo…»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «You gots to chill…»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «South Bronx»
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| «To the- to the Bridge»
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| «South Bronx»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «Jimbrowski… that’s what it is»
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| «Back in- Back in the days»
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| «It's like that y’all, it’s like that y’all
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| «It's like that tha- tha-that, it’s like that y’all»
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| «It's like that y’all, it’s like that y’all
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| «It's like that tha- tha-that, it’s like that y’all»
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| «It's like that y’all, it’s like that y’all
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| «It's like that tha- tha-that, it’s like that y’all»
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| «It's like that y’all, it’s like that y’all
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| «It's like that tha- tha-that, it’s like that y’all» |