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    What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
    If you wish to be saved, not in a religious sense
    but not to constitute what this country at times calls if or which over
    We seem to be approaching an age of the gross
    We all have this idea that we should move up from our parents station
    and each generation should do a little bit better

    Aight come on, let's cut the bullshit enough
    Let's get it started, let's start addressing this issue and open it up
    Let's take this shit back to "Bassmint"
    And we can discuss statements that's made on this tape
    And it's whole origin of the music that we all know and love
    The music that we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of tryna destroy
    Let's rewind it to 89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
    Crossin' 8 Mile in the border in the hate territory
    I'd like to share a story
    this is my story and can't no body tell it for me
    You will well inform me
    I am well aware that I don't belong here
    You've made that perfectly clear
    I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere
    From Bel-Air shopping center just for stopping in there
    From the black side all the way to the white side
    Okay there's a bright side, a day that I might slide
    You may call it a past, I call it haulin' my ass
    Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks
    Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks
    Them good old notorious oh well known tracks

    CHORUS
    So let's go back
    Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
    Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
    that I once used to call home sweet home
    Come on let's go back
    Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
    Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
    that I once used to call home sweet home

    I roam the streets so much they call me a drifter
    Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitch hike
    Just to get picked up to get me a lift to 8 Mile and van dike
    And steal a Goddamn bike from somebody's backyard
    And drop it off at the park that was the half way mark
    To meet Kim had to walk back to her mama's them dramas after dark
    To sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom's
    That's about the time I first met Proof, when poof he'd carry on the set
    Set eyes born in and out some flyers, he was doin' some talent shows
    At centerline, I had told him to stop by and check this out sometime
    He looked at me like I'm out my mind
    Shook his head like white boys don't know how to rhyme
    I spit out a line, rhymed "birthday" with "first place"
    And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike
    We was on the same shit that Big Daddy Kane shit
    wit' compound syllables sound combined
    From that day we was down to ride
    somehow we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line

    Chorus

    My first year in 9th grade, can't forget that day at school
    It was cool till your man MC Sham came through
    And said that Boom was the brain 'cause the clan makes troops
    It was rumors but man god damned they flew
    Musta been true because man we done banned they shoes
    I had the new ones the Cool J, Ice land swayed too
    And we just through them in the trash like they yesterday's news
    Guess who came through next, X clam debut
    Professor X (and glorious)
    exists in a state of red, black, and green with a key, sissies
    Now with this bein' a new trend, we don't fit in
    Crackers is out with Cactus albums, blackness is in
    African symbols and medallions
    represent black power, and we ain't know what it meant
    Me and my man Howard and ??? would go to the mall
    wit' 'em all over our necks like we're showin' 'em off
    Not knowin' at all we was bein' laughed at
    You ain't even half black
    You ain't 'posed to have that
    Homie let me grab that
    And that Flavor Flave clock
    We gon' have to snatch that
    All I remember is meetin' back at, Manix's basement
    Sayin' how we hate this, our races wit' dope the x clan take this
    Which reminds me, back in '89 me, and Kim broke up for the first time
    She was tryna two time me
    And there was this black girl at our school
    who thought I was cool 'cause I rapped, so she was kinda eyein' me
    And oh the irony, guess what her name was?
    I ain't even gon' say it plus
    The same color hair as hers was and blue contacts and a pair of jugs
    The bombast God damn girl in our whole school
    If I could pull it not only would I become more popular
    but I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time
    But it backfired, I was supposed to dump her
    but she dumped me for this black guy
    And that's the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to the oh foolish pride girl
    But I've heard people say they heard the tape and it ain't that bad
    But it was I singled out a whole race and for that apologize
    I was wrong, 'cause no matter what color a girl is she still a ???

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