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If you gonna start from scratch, start with wax If there's no dish, then there's no rap. Records, albums, vinyl frontier, the facts Give us a stack of records, and we'll give you twelve tracks. The agreement, come and see me forty years ago Hip-hop the final frontier, the embryo Two turned tables of mic and a cold stereo DJ, one MC, the empyreal! Many, many put their use to it Sing pop, sing rock, sing blouse to it! From classical to Jazz, we can... who it I'm blowing dust off and groove to it. Let's ride! Peace side on the wreck drive You know their crack will give the best hype You need a needle, a ... some tree Forty five in the thirty three, let it be! A new format hit the scene like way back It was smaller and more convenient that A track You can pop it in your car with a long drive Play the album on fast forward, it's on fire. If you past this on, you had to rewind it back It was kinda frustrating, trying to find a track Memorex, impax, down the tittie k Where the biz is on the radio or Biddy K When they was on the air, I was on the pause button Letras de cancionesI had the best taste, but I ain't trying to pause... Cause everybody thought their pause was the... The cat used to battle, the shit used to cause wars. We were trade tapes, that was the best it could be Busy bee at the fervor for treacherous tree Having the best taste was like a status .. The yellow tape, purple tapes, to the baddest... Battle shovel from the Bronx to Baltimore It was Dan by the speaker to record more The same tapes that was labeled with a thick marker Made in neighborhood, rappers wanna spit sharper. If my tape pop, trust, I was ready, man! The razor blade, scotch tape on this steady hand. I call it surgery, my cassette... It's worth to me! If you want it, I got it That bitch makes you real! It's the format, baby! If you want it, I got it That bitch makes you real! It's the format, baby! I release the shit, we're pacing kicks And come full circle, plastic ... but I can't trigger thee! Stab the repeat button and keep running And that's something you can't get from tape dubbing. Skip the... with a flick of the wrist Time to check what's sick on the list The thickle dismiss this little digital list They're trying to play vinyl in the whip they will skip. In this 96, trying to get laid now Chose the four .. with binary laid down.. Flood the... with frozen drums Let's get blown in my homie's truck We're sitting on chrome, little... We got wheels, we ain't trying to walk, man See these nuts, it's dust on my walk, man! Daman! Follow me enter this digital ... Holy matrimony, but harder to see everywhere! But nonexistent, what a ... Upgraded, but they say that we forgot where we come from. The past goes even further with every second Off the record, they're coming and go... In the day, the instant message is misdirected And the receiver seems to be disconnected But don't complain, love game, even after the flood came And they left on... oversaturated With no computer love, just computer bugs Hate the virus and not the hacker, that's what the loser does. Meanwhile, the kids were playing shooter love Trying to be the 2.0 verse in the super thug. Plus we sat ... how long we reject? From Letras Mania