Lyricist: Kero One   Composer: Kero One


Above the law, climbing walls till roofs got sprayed
Running for daze, when we saw more red and blue than the braves
And I remember getting chipper, jonesing to make hit on, street signs
Bus stops, freeways with free paint and replay
It over again those were the days
When spitting freestyles that amazed was getting paid
Keepin’ the crowd engaged the best wage you could have made
Having fun was getting blazed, funny how things have changed
It was so new back then, sneaking in shows with friends
Copying hand stampings with permanent pens
Underground shows right under my nose
Living legends, bored stiff and the derelictuals
Then Hiphop took off, shiny suits and danced around
But connected every race background and passed down
To younger siblings and sons, now dads rap wow
Paris to Tokyo every show packed out
And rap was called a fad that’ll soon pass out
Remember all that? how we all laugh now

You remember that? Take it way way back
You remember that? Hiphop and rap
You remember that? Take it way way back
On a trip to the past When rap was called a fad
You remember that? Take it way way back
You remember that? Hiphop and rap
You remember that? Take it way way back
On a trip to the past When rap was called a fad

Back then I was cold chilling just mindin’ my biz
Until I caught the vapors from that puff puff give
It was organized konfusion, black moons I must admit
Rotating above my head, digable planets and things
So I calmed my nerves, sippin’ latte listening to latee
Spinnin’ def jams from lord finesse, DITC
Turn on the tv, for edutainment
Crooklyn dodgers, and a wild pitch is how the game ends
Where’s channel live? homework procrastinating
I see the front door, there my large professor’s waiting
No debatin’, i need a bigger shot than rob horry
Plus this leader of new school won’t hear my sob story
In class I was a black sheep, I wrote rhymes all day
“van damn”, the choice was mine, and I found a way
I gave up sleep cause that’s the cousin of death
Words I won't forget even till my last breath

You remember that? Take it way way back
You remember that? Hiphop and rap
You remember that? Take it way way back
On a trip to the past When rap was called a fad

You remember that? Take it way way back
You remember that? Hiphop and rap
You remember that? Take it way way back
On a trip to the past When rap was called a fad

Remember All That

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Lyricist: Kero One   Composer: Kero One


Above the law, climbing walls till roofs got sprayed
Running for daze, when we saw more red and blue than the braves
And I remember getting chipper, jonesing to make hit on, street signs
Bus stops, freeways with free paint and replay
It over again those were the days
When spitting freestyles that amazed was getting paid
Keepin’ the crowd engaged the best wage you could have made
Having fun was getting blazed, funny how things have changed
It was so new back then, sneaking in shows with friends
Copying hand stampings with permanent pens
Underground shows right under my nose
Living legends, bored stiff and the derelictuals
Then Hiphop took off, shiny suits and danced around
But connected every race background and passed down
To younger siblings and sons, now dads rap wow
Paris to Tokyo every show packed out
And rap was called a fad that’ll soon pass out
Remember all that? how we all laugh now

You remember that? Take it way way back
You remember that? Hiphop and rap
You remember that? Take it way way back
On a trip to the past When rap was called a fad
You remember that? Take it way way back
You remember that? Hiphop and rap
You remember that? Take it way way back
On a trip to the past When rap was called a fad

Back then I was cold chilling just mindin’ my biz
Until I caught the vapors from that puff puff give
It was organized konfusion, black moons I must admit
Rotating above my head, digable planets and things
So I calmed my nerves, sippin’ latte listening to latee
Spinnin’ def jams from lord finesse, DITC
Turn on the tv, for edutainment
Crooklyn dodgers, and a wild pitch is how the game ends
Where’s channel live? homework procrastinating
I see the front door, there my large professor’s waiting
No debatin’, i need a bigger shot than rob horry
Plus this leader of new school won’t hear my sob story
In class I was a black sheep, I wrote rhymes all day
“van damn”, the choice was mine, and I found a way
I gave up sleep cause that’s the cousin of death
Words I won't forget even till my last breath

You remember that? Take it way way back
You remember that? Hiphop and rap
You remember that? Take it way way back
On a trip to the past When rap was called a fad

You remember that? Take it way way back
You remember that? Hiphop and rap
You remember that? Take it way way back
On a trip to the past When rap was called a fad