Here we go we gonna send this one out to da ol school. All these motherfuckas in the Bronx and Brooklyn Staten Island. Queens and all the motherfuckas that laid it down the foundation.. Ya know what I'm sayin Nothin' but love for da old school. Dats who. we gonna do this one for ya feel me.. CHORUS: what mo' can I say I wouldn't be here today. If da old school didn't pave the way. I remember Mr. Magic Cash Grand Master Flash L.L raisin' hell. but it didn't last Eric B. and Rakim was da shit ta me I'd flip. to see a Dougie Fresh Show with Rickie G and Red Alert was puttin'. in work and Chuck Chill had my homies on the hill gettin' illwhen. shit was real. Well I can still remember Raw with Daddy Cain when De La. Soul was puttin' potholes in the game. I can't explain how it was. Whodini had me puffin' on dat buddha gettin' buzzed cuz there I was. Them block parties in da projects and on my block and tic ya don't stop. ya sippin' on dat private stock. And through my speakers Queen Latifah. and MC Lyte Listen to Treach and KRS ta get me through the night. With. Te La Rock and Madtronics with Stetsasonic remember when Push it was da. bomb shit. Ain't nothin' like da old school. CHORUS: What more can I say I wouldn't be here today if da old school. didn't pave the way. I had Shell toes and BVD's a killa preaca shot my lees when I hit da. streetz. I'm playin' Skelly Ring-a-levio when and catch a kiss before. my homies in my hood learned ta smack a bitch. I remember way back. da weak weed they had too many seeds in da trade bag. Im on a train. headin' uptown freestylin' with some wild kids from Bucktown Profilin'. cuz da hoochies were starin' checkin' what a niggaz wearin' I'm. wonderin' if dats her hair I remember stick ball humpin' hoochies on. da wall takin' leaks up on da steps stinkin' up da hall. Through my. childhood wild as a juvenile a young nigga tryin' ta stay away from. Riker's Isle Me and my homies breakin' ice tryin' ta keep it true out. on da roof sippin' 90 proof. ain't nothin' like da old school. CHORUS: What more can I say.... Remember Poppin and Lockin with Curtis Blow the Daybelts and Skat la. Rock da super hole back in latin corners. When Slick Rick was spittin'. Lodi Dodi gaming no hoochies at da neighborhood block parties I. remember breakdancin' to Mel E Mel Jeckyl and Hyde L.L. when he rocked. da bells forget da T.V I'd rather hit da streets and do grafitti be. careful don't let the transit cops see me. It ain't nothin' like da old school. It ain't nothin' like da old school. Chorus: What more can I say....... PAC: remember seein' Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfuckin party?. Remember MothaFukas used ta go"Is Brooklyn in da House" and Motherfuckas. would lose they god damn minds. That's da old school to me. (SUPER ROB). Thats what I'm sayin' I remember goin' places and mothafukas was scared. to say they was from anywhere but brooklyn. That shit was da bomb back. in da motherfukin' old school nigga Remember Skelly niggas knockin. niggaz out the box popin' boxes (MY ADIDAS) Remember stick ball. remember niggaz used ta run dat shit like that? Remember(L.L. COOL J IS. HARD AS HELL)screamin' up at ya momz from da window? The Icecream. trucks Remember all the..Remember the Italian Icees yo remember the. Italian Icees the spanish niggas comin' down with the coconut icees and. shit? (I CAME THROUGH DA DOOR SAID IT BEFORE.. DAT WAS DA SHIT!)