50 Years

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 niggas 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