Huh, oh, yeah, ooh
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We used to roll through Inglewood bumpin' The Beasties
Dana Dane on repeat 'til the tape deck deceased
Me, my brother Carlo, BTwice and Ern Brn
Singing 'You must learn'

Turned the same corner thousands of times
Thousands of crimes, petty but still we jetty
Thousands of rhymes in our minds until we caught a headache
Those were the days, these are the nights, I'm afraid
To say it, I hang them in my heart, save them for a rainy day

Beastie Boys, Dana Dane and JJ Fad
Oh, it kinda makes me sad
Because, oh, we growin' old
Oh, we growin' old, oh, we growin' old

Fat Boys, Beat Street and Kangol hats
Oh, it kinda makes me sad
Because, oh, we growin' old
Oh, we growin' old, oh, we growin' old

Way back in 1989 before hip hop had perks
The girls had 'I Love Daisies' on their shirts and it worked
With me falling in love with the whole scene with a dream
That I'd rock a stage and I do the same dang thing

Ties hanging from the pants, everybody had dreadlocks
Back then, light skinned nig ruled the whole block
We rocked polka dots, gangstas wore Guess with house shoes
Without a care with nothin' to lose, come on

De La Soul, JB's and A Tribe Called Quest
Man we didn't know what we missed
Because, oh, we growin' old, oh, we growin' old
Oh, we growin' old

3rd Base, Special Ed and KRS
Years ahead all of the rest
Because, oh, we growin' old, oh, we growin' old
Oh, we growin' old

The Pharcyde, Souls Of Mischief and the Wu Tang Clan
Oh, we didn't have a plan
Because, oh, we growin' old, oh, we growin' old
Oh, we growin' old

The Freestyle Fellowship and MC Shan
The wind blew away the sand
Because, oh, we growin' old, oh, we growin' old
Oh, we growin' old

I once had the whole world
And all the time in the land
The mountains high and the valleys low

I never planned
That it would leak right through my hand
And I guess it's too late to know

B boys, B girls
Be boys, be girls
Good night