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 niggaz 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]