Class of 88

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Rashad Sun

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Class of 88 

My daddy loved me
But he barely hugged me
In the days of Kswiss & Bennton rugbies
Crack era was ugly
But still fresh as a muthafucka
The streets will hook u
Or they'll uppercut ya
I've been influenced 
By school truants 
& righteous students
Obeyed the law 
But still victims of the jurisprudence
So In contrast 
Some shit we didn't broadcast
Cuz if u talked fast
Then that's your ass!
When The hill brothers was selling butter
I would study the scriptures 
Under Kevin mother
Peace to Big Steve
That was Kevin Brother 
Lost my old Dad
87 summer
He was a petty hustler
Like his mother Muda
But still a big deal To me & my little brother
I was raised to respect each & every brother
But if a rapper try to diss, I'll crush the muthafucka! 

Class of 88

I was kooler then Rick The Ruler in suede pumas & nike cortezes, had a pro-ked fetish
I had all the colors, fly young brother
Posted on the corner like im posing for a album cover
Hat cocked & my bop made me a double threat
But my belt buckle & name plate made me stupid fresh
The cazals was glassless
And The gold tooth, had me cheesing with the creases in my Lee Suit. Boom! 
Talking mid 80s
Earlier maybe
Fat laces was crazy
We used to change em daily
Had to match what ever color LeTigre was
Stepped in the party with the leather bomber, was a problem
We was doing it in the park like the Blackbyrds
I had a shag with my waves going backwards
Even if i took a breather
U couldn't catch me neither
Still ran a skutter without no laces in my Adidas

Class of 88

Biz was Goin off
Jeff & Fresh Prince
Sup & Rud dropped that Girls got em locked shit
Ice T had Darlene on the Power cover
We said shit like On The Strength
And Word to the Mother
Ultra Mag, Big Daddy Kane, Eric & Ra, BDP, & Rob Bass & EZ Rock
Jungle Bros was the crew that sparked the native tongues
De la was the plugs
My uzi weighted a ton
Rebel without a pause
Too black too strong
Milk & Giz was chillin
That was a classic song
These were some classic times
Wish I could rewind
If u had a righteous mind
That's God Cipher Divine
And I'm, a product of my environment
The streets never lead anyone to retirement
But I embodied it
Face it head on & bodied it
The new intelligent hoodlum 
I am it

Class of 88

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