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Tupac Amaru Shakur, also known by his stage names 2Pac and Makaveli, was an American rapper and actor. He is considered by many to have been one of the best rappers of all time. Shakur was born in the Harlem neighborhood of New York City but relocated to California in 1988. more »

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Here we go we gonna send this
One out to the old school
All these motherfuckers in the
Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten Island
Queens, and all the motherfuckers
That laid it down, the foundation
Ya know what I'm saying? Nothing but
Love for the old school
That's who were going do this one for
Ya feel me?

"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"

I remember Mr magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL, Raising Hell, but, that didn't last
Eric B & Rakim was, the shit to me
I flip to see a Doug E fresh show
With Ricky D
And Red Alert was puttin' in work
With Chuck Chill
Had my homies on the hill getting ill
When shit was real
When I could still remember Raw
With Daddy Kane when De La Soul was puttin'
Potholes in the game
I can't explain how it was
Whodini had me puffin' on
That buddha gettin' buzzed
'Cause there I was
Them block parties in the projects
And on my block it diggy don't stop
Sippin' on that Private Stock
And through my speaker Queen Latifah
And MC Lyte listen to Treach
KRS to get me through the night
With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit
Nuttin' like the old school

"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(Nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(Nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(It ain't nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(Nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(Nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"

I had, Shell Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease inside my Lee's
When I hit the streets
I'm playing skelly, Ringolevio
Or catch a kiss before the homies in my hood
Learned to smack a bitch
I remember way back, the weak weed they had
Too many seeds in the trey bag
I'm on the train headin' uptown, freestyling
With some wild kids from Bucktown, profiling
'Cause the hoochies was starin'
Checking what a nigga's wearin'
I'm wondering if that's her hair, I remember
Stickball, humpin' hoochies on the wall
Or taking leaks on the steps
Stinking up the hall
Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryna stay
Away from Rikers Isle
Me and my homies breakin' nights
Tryin to keep it true
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof
Ain't nuttin' like the old school

"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(Nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(Ain't nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(Nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"

Ayy, Rich ain't nothin' like
The muh'fuckin' old school, nigga
And I know you kinda like reminiscin' when I
Just freak it to you like that
So why don't you flip that shit
For these muh'fuckas to like, you know
Really just let them see how you
Pick to the old school
'Cause it ain't the same for every muh'fucka
You feel me? So, uh, take us back, nigga

Polyurethane busta, cracked in half
You claim you foldin' bank
But I know your bank stank
I lived around the corner
I've seen you fully smoked
Must I say some mo'? You weighed a buck-O-fo'
And sold your TV for a bump
'cause it was way too late
Now they sent you upstate and
You done gained some weight
You's a baller, lying to them youngstas quick
Got them thinkin' you sick
And representin' your clique

Remember popping and locking to Kurtis Blow
The name belts and Scott LaRock the Super Ho
Back in Latin Quarters
When Slick Rick was spittin' La Di Da Di
Gaming the hoochies at the
Neighborhood block parties
I remember, breakdancing to Melle Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells
Forget the TV
I'd rather hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful, don't let the transit cops see me
Ain't nothing like the old school

"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(It ain't nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(It ain't nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
(Hey, on the real though
Ain't nothin' like the old school)
"What more could I say? I
Wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"

Ayy, I was at Latin Quarters, nigga
When Eric B & Rakim did "I Ain't
No Joke" for the first time
Ayy, 'member muh'fuckas used to get
Their gold chain snatched?
Remember that shit?
Remember seeing Brooklyn go crazy up
In the motherfucking party?
Remember motherfuckers used to go
"Is Brooklyn in the house?"
And motherfuckers would lose
They goddamn mind!
That's the old school to me
That's what I'm sayin'
I remember goin' places that motherfuckers
Was scared to say
They was from anywhere but Brooklyn
That shit was the bomb
Back in the motherfucking old school, nigga
Remember skelly, nigga? Knocking niggas
Out the box, popping boxes?
Remember stickball? Member niggas to run
That shit like that?
Remember the block 'Member screaming up at
Your moms from the window?
The ice cream truck, remember all the mother
'Member the Italian Ices, yo? Yo
Remember the Italian Ices?!
The Spanish niggas comin' down with
The coconut ices and shit?

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