Letras
Our country is strong
A great people has been moved to defend a great nation
Let's take a little trip down memory lane
Where nothin' ever changes but the knowledge and game
Where you can have a life full of fortune and fame
Homie just close your eyes, it's a history thang
I take you through history, youngsters, open your minds
And everything could pass by with just a blink of an eye
We started off in the 60s, where mobsters eat pasta
Prohibition comin' and they chased by the coppers
Gambling ring, no drug money, just street money
Launderin', prostitution, ain't shit they wasn't runnin'
Like Elliot Ness against Scarface, it was a blood bath
Finally he put 'em to rest, they couldn't come back
We move up, '70, the year of the Greaser
Everybody thought they John Travolta, Saturday Fever
Button shirts, chest hairs, out with them gold chains
Hot chicks, no rubbers, little coke, no brains
And I could tell that that was insane
Cigarette pack inside a white shirt sleeve, man it's all game
We move '73, the birth of the seed
Indeed this boy'll grow up to be the meanest MC
That's when it all got crazy in the federal states
In one year Nixon resigns, involvement in the Watergate
It wasn't all politics, that's the truth
When Hank Aaron hits more home runs than Babe Ruth
Muhammad Ali boxed, then George Foreman dropped
The second person to bring the championship right back to the block
'75, Pollution in water, little kids get slaughtered
Middle East fights for everything they got up
From '76, one of the illest movies I saw
Rocky Balboa the first dude to teach me how to brawl
In '77, one of the greatest to entertain us
Passed away at 42 years old, the most famous
From '80, the start of the new year we push
That's Republican ultimate battle, Reagan and Bush
The 40th president, the campaign he won
In '81 he got shot at, and only hit once
It was a sad year, Bob Marley passed
His influence had one of the greatest effects on reggae music
Let's take a little trip down memory lane
Where nothin' ever changes but the knowledge and game
Where you can have a life full of fortune and fame
Homie just close your eyes, it's a history thang
In '84, Marvin Gaye, why'd he die that way?
The person and the voice, 'til this day can't be replaced
'85'S tough, and it's hard with every line
With AIDS they start to panic and lose focus in the mind
And poverty's big, there's people starvin' in the streets
The government's losin' money, and the voters retreat
And on another note, music
Michael Jackson, the top sellin' album in music history
37 Million in '85, the year man, be who you wanna be
When Mafia bosses nabbed in NYC
When crack invades all the little cities and blocks
Drug dealin' the occupation, they movin' in flocks
In '87, the start of my era, and this is hip-hop
I'm breakin' and spinnin' the soul sonic just to get props
Fast food overtakes the mom and the pops
Corporate America took over, and then it never stopped
The stock market crash, people get guns and blast
The Israeli and Arab riots, when will it last?
C'mon, people in hate groups, they wearin' they masks
They followin' cult movements to cover they past
Let's talk about the '89 quake up in the Bay
The ground shakes, people lose lives, all in one place
What a sad day, I remember tryin' to forget it really
I was workin' hard when shit crashed up in my pop's deli
And communism with the rise and the fall
In '89 they came down with the Berlin Wall
You know the motto, out with the 80's, in with the 90's
Styles change, leather comes out in different varieties
In 1991, the movement ready for war
When Saddam called back for the Operation Desert Storm
In '92, you can still hear the screech ring
Over the verdict of the cops and Mr. Rodney King
Let's take a little trip down memory lane
Where nothin' ever changes but the knowledge and game
Where you can have a life full of fortune and fame
Homie just close your eyes, it's a history thang
'95, Big time for controversy, really
The jury grants OJ the verdict of not guilty
On to the rap game, with this East and West thang
In '96 we lost 2Pac, the industry is feelin' pain
It's really hard, from Biggie to Pac
And from Aaliyah to Princess Di, when will it stop?
Clinton's re-elected, and Tyson bites the ear off Holyfield
The commissioner decided to suspend him with riots and floods
Guns on school grounds, slaughters 'bout the time when Titanic won
11 Straight Oscars, saddest day America felt
I hate rememberin' the tragedy, 2001 September 9/11
God bless all the heroes and loved ones lost
Watchin' TV, I couldn't believe the picture I saw
Now it's 2004, and we ditchin' the law
And if you picked up my album, then you hear what I thought
I spit it raw, now the whole industry is feelin' me
This a little taste of the so-called history
Let's take a little trip down memory lane
Where nothin' ever changes but the knowledge and game
Where you can have a life full of fortune and fame
Homie just close your eyes, it's a history thang