Old School
2Pac Lyrics


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Here we go, we gon' 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 sayin'?
Nothin' but love for the old school (what more could I say?)
That's who we gonna do this one for, ya feel me? (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 (ain't nothin' like the old school)
(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

I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL Raising Hell, but that didn't last
Eric B. And 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 gettin' ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal, 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 diggi-don't stop, sippin' on that private stock
Through my speaker, Queen Latifah and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach and KRS to get me through the night
With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, 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 (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 (yeah, 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 (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

I had Shell Toes and BVDs
A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm playin' 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, freestylin'
With some wild kids from Buck town, profilin'
'Cause the hoochies was starin', thinkin' "What them niggas wearin'?"
I'm wonderin' if that's her hair
I remember stick ball, humpin' hoochies on the wall
Or takin' leaks on the steps, stinkin' up the hall
Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin' to stay away from Riker's Isle
Me and my homies breakin' nights, tryin' to keep it true
Out on the roof sippin' ninety proof, 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 (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 (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 (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 (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

Remember poppin' and lockin' 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"
Gamin' the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties
I remember breakdancin' to Melle Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells
Forget the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the transit cops see me
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 (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 (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?

Remember seein' Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfuckin' party?
'Member how fuckers 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' (super sperm)
I remember goin' places that motherfuckers was scared to say
They was from anywhere but Brooklyn, that shit was the bomb
Back in the motherfuckin' old school nigga
Remember Skelly, nigga? Knockin' niggas out the box, poppin' boxes? (my Adidas)
'Member stick ball? 'Member niggas used to run that shit like that?
'Member the block members screamin' up at your mom from the window? (LL Cool J is hard as hell)
The ice cream truck, 'member all the mother-
Member the Italian Ices, yo? yo, remember the Italian Ice's?




The Spanish niggas comin' down with the coconut ices and shit?
"I came through the door, said it before," that was the shit

Overall Meaning

In the opening of the song "Old School," 2Pac pays tribute to the pioneers of hip-hop who built the genre from scratch. 2Pac acknowledges that without the pioneers of hip-hop, he wouldn't be where he is today. He goes on to highlight specific moments that shaped his experience of rap and hip-hop during his upbringing. 2Pac describes how he grew up with hip-hop, learning about the culture and style because of his geographic location. He raps about growing up in Brooklyn in the 80s, paying homage to the rappers and DJs who influenced his mindset and style.


In the second verse, 2Pac describes his personal aspirations and growth, with hip-hop as a requisite component of these dreams. He reminisces about his childhood experiences such as playing games and sports, listening to particular artists and songs, and hanging out with his friends. Finally, he concludes the song by affirming his appreciation and gratitude for hip-hop's founding fathers for paving the way, without which he would not be here to influence others to keep the old school alive.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: John M. Buchanan Jr., Donald Jerome Tillery, Maxwell Dixon, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Carsten Schack

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Orlando Rodriguez

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
Went out to steal, 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
You diggy don't stop, sippin on that Private Stock
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
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 had, Shell Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm playing skelly, ring to leavey, 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, thinking, "Why them niggas swearing?"
I'm wondering if that's her hair, I remember
Stickball, pump the hoochies on the wall
Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the hall
Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to 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
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

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, about to hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the transit cops see me
It 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
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



P. K.

Lyrics


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
Went out to steal, 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
You diggy don't stop, sippin on that Private Stock
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
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 had, Shell Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm playing skelly, ring to leavey, 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, thinking, "Why them niggas swearing?"
I'm wondering if that's her hair, I remember
Stickball, pump the hoochies on the wall
Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the hall
Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to 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
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
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, about to hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the transit cops see me
It 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
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



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Lamont T

One of pac's best underrated tracks...dope beat too

Harold

Facts

augustas svabas

i don't think its underrated, it was even played on Connor Mc Gregor vs Nate Diaz fight.

Lamont T

@augustas svabas where else have you heard this song played besides that?

Harold

@augustas svabas u don't know what you talking about mate

I L

Love this track. Used to wake up early on the weekends, twist one up, and take a cruise around my neighborhood listening to this. Now I don't even smoke. I miss that carefree life... I couldn't continue to sustain it unfortunately. I would almost be scared to even smoke now lmao.

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Basketball Dreaming

Pac was at the top of his game... Never too big to pay homage... Legend.

Ian Grant

Tyrone Person This is what's lacking with today's artists no respect

Tropical99

@Ian Grant
Kendrick is pretty comparsble to Pac, and always pays homage and respect to his elders...especially Pac Big Em Nas.

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@Tropical99 little small em has never been respect.

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