Old school
Tupac Amaru Shakur Lyrics


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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 kno what I'msayin? Nuttin but love for the old school
That's who we gon' 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
(repeat 3X)

Nothin like the old school/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

I remember Mr. Magic, FLASH, Grandmaster Caz
LL raisin' 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 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
You diggi 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'Bold text'Link title
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

Heheheh, it 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

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

Yeaheheh, it 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

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

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

Heheh... I had, Shell Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm playin 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, freestylin'
With some wild kids from Bucktown, profilin'
'Cause the hoochies was starin, thinkin, Why them niggas swearin'?
I'm wonderin if that's her hair, I remember
Stickball, pump the 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 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

Heheheyah, that's right, it 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

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

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

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

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

Hahah... remember poppin and lockin to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott LaRock the Super Hoe back in Latin Quarters
When Slick Rick was spittin La Di Da Di
Gamin the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, I remem-ber
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 nuttin like the old school!

(Grand Puba sample repeats every bar to end)

It ain't nuttin like the old school
Hahahah, it ain't nuttin like the old school
Hey, heheaha, on the real though, ain't nuttin like the old school

...

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 GOD DAMN MIND
That's the old school to me; that's what I'm sayin (Su-per, 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 niggaz out the box, poppin boxes?
Member stickball? Member niggaz 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 icey's yo?
Yo remember the italian icey's the spanish niggaz comin down
with the coconut icey's and shit?





I came through the door, said it before
That was the SHIT!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tupac Amaru Shakur's song "Old School" pay homage to the pioneers of hip-hop who paved the way for the genre's future success. The chorus repeats the message that the old school hip-hop laid the foundation for the new artists, and the artist wouldn't be where he is if it wasn't for them. Tupac mentions the legends of the early days of hip-hop in his verses that include Grandmaster Caz, LL Cool J, Rakim, Doug E. Fresh, and others. He talks about block parties, the projects, and the old school's culture, which included stickball, playing skelly, and poppin' and lockin'. He reminisces about the high points and struggles of the life he experienced as a young rapper trying to forge his way.


The overall meaning of the song is to pay tribute to the genesis of hip-hop and the culture and community that surrounded it. Tupac was known for his socially conscious and politically charged lyrics, making "Old School" a rare moment of celebration in his discography.


Line by Line Meaning

Here we go; we gonna send this one out to the old school
We're starting a tribute 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 kno what I'msayin?
This is a tribute to all the people who helped create hip hop in Bronx; Brooklyn; Staten Island; Queens.


Nuttin but love for the old school
Our tribute is a show of respect and love for the old school.


That's who we gon' do this one for, ya feel me?
Our tribute is dedicated to the old school and their memory.


What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way (repeat 3X)
We wouldn't be here if the old school didn't create the foundation for hip hop.


Nothin like the old school/ain't nuttin like the old school
Hip hop in the old school is irreplaceable.


I remember Mr. Magic, FLASH, Grandmaster Caz LL raisin' hell but, that didn't last
I remember the old school rappers like Mr. Magic, FLASH, Grandmaster Caz and LL who had some great tracks that were short-lived.


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


I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D And Red Alert was puttin' in work, with Chuck Chill
I remember attending a Doug E. Fresh show alongside Ricky D and Red Alert with Chuck Chill also putting in work.


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
My friends and I were trying to survive when rap was becoming real. RAW with Daddy Kane was big at the time, and De La Soul was trying to change things up.


I can't explain how it was, Whodini Had me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was
I was smoking weed and getting high, listening to Whodini.


Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggi 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
We used to have block parties to listen to our favorite beat-makers like Queen Latifah, MC Lyte, Treach and KRS-One, while sipping Private Stock.


With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic'Bold text'Link title
We also used to listen to T La Rock, Mantronix and Stetsasonic.


Remember Push It was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old school
Push It was amazing and there's nothing like the old school.


Heheheh, it ain't nuttin like the old school
The old school is unique and can't be replaced or replicated.


Ain't nuttin like the old school
The old school is irreplaceable.


Hahah... remember poppin and lockin to Kurtis Blow, the name belts And Scott LaRock the Super Hoe back in Latin Quarters When Slick Rick was spittin La Di Da Di
I remember poppin and lockin to Kurtis Blow's tracks and name belts. Scott LaRock was the Super Hoe back Latin Quarters when Slick Rick was spittin La Di Da Di.


Gamin the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, I remem-ber 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
We used to hit on women at the local block parties, breakdance to Melle Mel's Jekyll and Hyde, and LL when he Rocks the Bells. We also used to do graffiti on the streets, but we had to be careful not to get caught by the transit cops.


Member the italian icey's yo? Yo remember the italian icey's the spanish niggaz comin down with the coconut icey's and shit?
Remember the Italian iceys, especially the coconut iceys brought down by Spanish people.


That's the old school to me; that's what I'm sayin (Su-per, Sperm)
That's what the old school was to me.


The ice cream truck, member all the mother... Member the italian icey's yo? Yo remember the italian icey's the spanish niggaz comin down with the coconut icey's and shit?
I remember an ice cream truck that sold Italian iceys brought down by Spanish people.


I came through the door, said it before That was the SHIT!
I can say that the old school was the shit because it was amazing.




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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
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What more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
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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
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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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