Old School
2pac (Cookin' Soul Remix) Lyrics

What more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
I am grateful for the pioneers who paved the way for me to be here today

If the old school didn't pave the way
I would not be where I am now if it wasn't for the old school

I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
I have fond memories of the greats like Mr. Magic, Flash, and Grandmaster Caz

LL raising hell but, that didn't last
LL's short-lived reign of raising hell was a fleeting moment

Eric B. & Rakim was, the shit to me
Eric B. & Rakim was the best to me

I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D
I remember enjoying a Doug E. Fresh show with Ricky D

And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chuck Chill
Red Alert was working hard alongside Chuck Chill

Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real
My friends and I were getting crazy when things were dangerous

Went out to steal, remember Raw, with Daddy Kane
I recall listening to Raw with Daddy Kane while I was doing illegal things

When De La Soul was puttin Potholes in the game
De La Soul was shaking things up in the game

I can't explain how it was, Whodini
Whodini's impact is difficult to put into words

Had me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Listening to Whodini made me get high and feel good

Them block parties in the projects, and on my block
I have fond memories of block parties in both the projects and on my own block

You diggy don't stop, sippin on that Private Stock
We kept going all night while drinking Private Stock

Through my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte
I remember listening to Queen Latifah and MC Lyte through my speaker

Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the night
Treach and KRS helped me through the night

With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
I appreciated T La Rock, Mantronix, and Stetsasonic

Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old school
I remember when "Push It" was amazing - there's nothing like the old school

I had, Shell Toes, and BVD's
I wore Shell Toes and BVD's

A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets
I was styled with a sharp crease in my Lee's when I went out

I'm playing skelly, ring to leavey, or catch a kiss
I enjoyed playing games like skelly, ring to leavey, and catch a kiss

Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch, I remember
I recall a time before my friends in the neighborhood became violent towards women

Way back, the weak weed they had
I remember when the weed back then wasn't very strong

Too many seeds in the trey bag
The bags of weed were often filled with too many seeds

I'm on the train headin uptown, freestyling
I remember freestyling while heading uptown on the train

With some wild kids from Bucktown, profiling
I was hanging out with some wild kids from Bucktown

Cause the hoochies was starin, thinking, "Why them niggas swearing?"
The women were looking at us and wondering why we were using curse words

I'm wondering if that's her hair, I remember
I wondered if the women's hair was real or not in those days

Stickball, pump the hoochies on the wall
We enjoyed games like stickball and ogling at women on the wall

Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the hall
Sometimes we were obnoxious and would pee in the hallway and make things smell bad

Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile
My childhood was pretty wild and I was pretty immature

A young nigga tryin to stay away from Rikers Isle
As a young black man, I had to work hard to avoid getting locked up in Rikers Island

Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it true
My friends and I would stay up all night, trying to stay genuine to ourselves

Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old school
There's nothing like the old school when you're out on the roof sipping 90 proof

Remember popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
I recall dancing to Kurtis Blow and wearing name belts

And Scott LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters
Scott LaRock the Super Ho was a big name back in the day at Latin Quarters

When Slick Rick was spittin La-Di-Da-Di
I loved it when Slick Rick would rap La-Di-Da-Di

Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, I remember
I remember flirting with women at block parties in the neighborhood

Breakdancing to Melle Mel
I used to breakdance to Melle Mel

Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells
I loved the Jekyll and Hyde and LL's Rocks the Bells

Forget the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti
I didn't care about TV - I was more interested in going outside and doing graffiti

Be careful don't let the transit cops see me
I had to be careful not to get caught by the transit cops while doing graffiti

It ain't nothing like the old school!
There's nothing like the old school!