Now everybody
fast forward to the future, the year, 2-0-4-4
And let me tell what`s in store
Just so you won`t be surprised when we blow up, before your eyes
And when you watch my kids grow up then, you`ll realize
that my literary talent was genetic
Copacetic not pathetic, but poeticall prophetic
Now 50 years down the line, we gon` all look back
and say that hip-hop, in 1995 was wack
But then we gots it back on tracks
And by the year of 2000, the T-N-D was housin
Three slammin albums, the face is on the cover of Jet
and chillin like it wasn`t no sweat
Production was fat, with lyrics that hit
Had niggaz steady shoutin, Yo them kids the shit!
Man they new jam be flam, even fatter than the last one
and T-N-D see they`ll never pull no fast one
They got skill, pure intellect
Remember back in ninety-eight when they dropped `Cashin Checks`?
Yo word em up that was the summertime anthem
I`ll be playin checkers, drinkin Geritol and just lampin
Mackin to the biddies at the bingo game
cause even then I ain`t gon` show no shame
See I`ll be rockin rough in rhymes til I`m 70
In T-N-D we gots mad longevity
Chorus: (with KRS-One sample)
So 50 years down the line, yeah you can start this..
.. cause we`ll be them old school artists
50 years down the line.. {*cut and scratched repeatedly*)
Now 50 years down the line, see I`ll be chillin
like it ain`t no thing, with little shorties on the swings
talkin bout, My granddaddy had MAD flow
He got some old school, year two-thousand and ten tapes
when he was rockin the shows, and keepin it true
Takin out your granddaddy and his punk ass crew
Your kid`ll get mad, but Wilt didn`t run
But what can you say, it`s like father like son
And so I`m maxin in a rockin chair, readin the funnies
Shorties runnin up askin they grandpop for money
So I whip out a wad, and slide the brother some ends
and tell him, Stay away from danger, strangers and skins
They say, Sure, bust a smile real quick
Think that grandpa`s dumb, lil` dudes ain`t slick
cause I was their age once, and so I know whassup
I remember back then when I ain`t wanna grow up
I used to kick it with my crew like twenty-fo`/seven
And Writer`s Block rocked and all became legends
in the hip-hop field, now they names is known
The All-Star Durah, Atomic Ganz and Tone
Green Weez, Rashid and The Architects
Never heard of us then, but I was full in effect
We would ? and attack, to bring back the flow
I ain`t dreamin I ain`t braggin I just know what I know
Chorus
