| It was still dark when Mark arrived
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| Maybe 6:45 in the morning time
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| In the tenth grade, we was tight friends
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| But neither of us had a driver’s license
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| His aunt was a flight attendant
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| And she’d leave town with a Cadillac unattended
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| So we used to get tempted
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| That intense tendency to tend to what we wasn’t meant to
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| We would skip out on class and shit
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| To go visit other schools, just tryin to act cool
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| And looking back I have to laugh at it
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| Cause all we did was burn up gas and flunk math fool
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| But still it was super ill
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| I mean two teenagers in a new Seville
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| With 1987 in the tapedeck
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| That was a part of my life that I’ll never forget
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| It went…
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| The soundtrack still runs through my head
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| I gotta keep every single step
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| As old as we get, we don’t forget
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| We won’t forget
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| We don’t forget
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| The soundtrack still runs through my head
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| I gotta keep every single step
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| As old as we get, we don’t forget
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| We won’t forget
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| We don’t forget
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| And you can’t tell me nothing about frontin
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| We wasn’t even sixteen yet, come on jump in
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| Cruise control until we lose control
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| Max the low end out to let it bruise my soul
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| And god knows I should have been studying
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| So maybe I could grow up and be somebody
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| But I loved the looks that the girls shot at me from the bus stop
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| When we pulled up in that caddy
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| Good thing back then I had bad game
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| Otherwise there probably be a few with my last name
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| Better that my true love was rap
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| Now let it auto reverse, until the bad dub snaps
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| Felt so right, forgot we was wrong
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| Sittin at a stop light, singin along
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| When I look in my rearview now, what would I see
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| If I didn’t have the music in my history, now give it to me
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| The soundtrack still runs through my head
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| I gotta keep every single step
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| As old as we get, we don’t forget
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| We won’t forget
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| We don’t forget
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| The soundtrack still runs through my head
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| I gotta keep every single step
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| As old as we get, we don’t forget
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| We won’t forget
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| We don’t forget
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| And we was just a couple of kids
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| It was right around the same time that nobody was beatin the biz
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| Had that, and I know you got soul
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| On a tape that I made, recorded em off a Travitron show (here we go)
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| I was addicted to the radio
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| Make my request, and wait for it
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| Holdin my finger on the pause button, like «now go»
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| I guess that was the original download
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| Rap videos and girls digits
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| A fifteen pack of blank cassettes for Christmas
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| Used to steal mom’s change if it’s easy to
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| We used to make up names for our graffiti crew
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| Used to talk about makin it big
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| And if we ever got rich, the way we would live
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| Hey Mark, we ain’t there yet but
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| If you can hear my voice then turn your stereo up, like what…
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| The soundtrack still runs through my head
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| I gotta keep every single step
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| As old as we get, we don’t forget
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| We won’t forget
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| We don’t forget
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| The soundtrack still runs through my head
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| I gotta keep every single step
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| As old as we get, we don’t forget
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| We won’t forget
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| We don’t forget |