* Way back in the day before the age of gold chains and fat fades  When Zulu Nation was still called the Black Spades  A fetus was formed. A genius was born  Adidas was worn. And pieces of your speakers was torn  I used to fiend for mics like and addict for rocks  The baddest on blocks who'd rock till the static would stop  Herbs beating me with words was absurd  Like traffic cops who cocked semi-automatic Glocks to pop  Stetsosonic was hot. Kwame was not  I wore out the shell tops that copped when Planet Rock dropped  From Ultramag MC's to JB to BDP and KMD I learned to MC  Crumple it up, scratch it out, think it over  Spit it over and over the instrumental to The Bridge Is Over  I was funky, fresh dressed to impress  Got it made with the words that I manifest  You'll never dismantle the best. Give your mandibles a rest  I eat mics I bless like a cannibal with flesh  Still number one like It's KRS  With my whole name written across my chest  And it goes, A for accurate. P for poetry  A for the automatic respect you're showin me  T for the tight lyrics and H cuz shit is hot  And last but not least Y....why not    (hook x4)  With the kicks, snares, kicks and hi hats  Still in the trade of that ol' boom bap    Let's meet up in the Bronx with Cyrus for a meeting  Before he started speaking, they blasted him leaving him bleeding  And everybody running, searching for escape  Twenty years later I'm making moves trying to push a demo tape  And it's relative. This hip hop scene is too negative  Amped up and wild, take a sedative  Back in the past when Grandmaster Flash started to scratch,  They perfected the art of the raps  Taking a part of the wax, make it the heart of the track  Now it's a part of the past. All of it's wack. Fuck lacing a DAT  I'd rather lace my Adidas. The beat is taking it back  To the breaking and graf. Punchlines that made us laugh  Dookie gold chains and four finger rings to match  Mercedes Benz on medallions and Kangol hats  Even Big Daddy Kane had the hoes to sex  Pete Rock and CL Smooth had the pose on the Lex  Tommy Hilfiger, Girbauds and Polo sets  B Boy stance while waiting for your foes to flex  Photos with Gucci airbrush backdrops  Cardboard box on blacktops and the birth of fat spots  Melle had to wonder why he kept from going under  But the strength of hip hop got stronger every summer    *repeat hook    Demigodz... Still in that ol' boom bap  Stronghold...Still in that ol' boom bap  Bronx Science...Still in that ol' boom bap  Magic Most...Still in that ol' boom bap  Dutch Masters...Still in that ol' boom bap  Jedi Mind Tricks...Still in that ol' boom bap  J Zone...Still in that ol' boom bap  The Non Prophets...Still in that ol' boom bap  My man JUICE...Still in that ol' boom bap  Skitzofreniks...Still in that ol' boom bap  Black Panther...Still in that ol' boom bap  Akrobatik...Still in that ol' boom bap  DJ Mex...Still in that ol' boom bap  The Molemen...Still in that ol' boom bap  Eddie Ill and DL...Still in that ol' boom bap  We out.