square one - nuttin' changed lyrics
[part i]
this is the greatest sob story ever told for the old and young
hold them tongues of epics our souls have sung
as cold as sun, harbour the rare gold in slums
unfolding guns whenever we’ve rolled on drums
from wildstyle, beatstreet and krushgroove
where writers would cut moods on walls with something smooth
b-boys would bust moves, bumrush fools
fifty deep in the club, hollering lashmoove
the scoops & scr-ps, chuck d would shoot the facts
griff would lose the track, sling bad news on wax!
loop the sax dreams to boost fhe plaques
lgnore ruthless slacks, tell me now who’s the mack?
i used tu be real abstract …
what happened to mike bivins or ill all skratch? lt’s real …
[chorus]
have you forgotten where you came from
have you forgotten you’ve lived and got your
name from why don’t you say out loud: f-ck square one!
we know the routine ain’t nothing’ changed son …
have you forgotten where you came from
have you forgotten that we almost had the game won
why don’t you say out loud: f-ck square one!
we know the routine ain’t nothing’ changed son …
[part ii]
we went from skid-rows to tinted windows
cruising in six-o’s on tour hit roads
whereever the wind blows to many zip-codes
get head in discos, that’s how the sh-t goes …
money? fistful, use mics as d-ld-s
surrounded by nymphos, lay back sip moe
ain’t got infos, f-ck it them kids know:
they want pistols, fl1cks with pitbulls!
the culture’s trife they want sights of rolling dice
dyk-s and dolemites, fighting poltergeists …
a soldier’s life, tighten souls on ice
strike to alter heights with likes of holy christ …
we’re living in an odd scary world …
i miss them days of sizzer with jheri curls. lt’s real …
[chorus]
have you forgotten where you came from
have you forgotten you’ve lived and got your
name from why don’t you say out loud: f-ck square one!
we know the routine ain’t nothing’ changed son …
have you forgotten where you came from
have you forgotten that we almost had the game won
why don’t you say out loud: f-ck square one!
we know the routine ain’t nothing’ changed son …
[part iii]
i used to chase mini-skirts in b-ttoned down suits
now they’ve seen my video and all of a sudden l’m cute!
hustle & shoot, girls came mobbing in groups
bk’s and troops, us timberland boots
we would spot paid b-tches, f-ck jade b-tches
we laid b-tches and we did trade b-tches
had a little juice so we really made b-tches
my renegade b-tches threw grenades at snitches …
weed anll hash, rival crews would feel the wrath
known to squeeze the cash, cutting mcs in halves
beat the math, think of streets we’ve p-ssed
lying how we did g-ngb-ng freaks in their -ss
hoodied down, cracking a forty ounce
now we k!ll the type of sh-t i can’t even pr-nounce!
lt’s real …
[chorus]
have you forgotten where you came from
have you forgotten you’ve lived and got your
name from why don’t you say out loud: f-ck square one!
we know the routine ain’t nothing’ changed son …
have you forgotten where you came from
have you forgotten that we almost had the game won
why don’t you say out loud: f-ck square one!
we know the routine ain’t nothing’ changed son …
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