i mma take you back with a heavenly rhyme to me in kindergarden back in 79 back to the essence when hiphop was precious first i heard rappers delight then the message when planet rock dropped i remember it was hectic the double dutch bus dropped i bought the record made my boys check it the drum beat was deep then came the fat boys and run dmc utfo was rappin bout a girl then roxanne shant shook up the world i remember ladi dadi made me wanna party hardy we knew every word and we ain t sorry orry no sir the chauffeur the greensocks songs about being late for work had me locked weedspots sittin by the radio rappin along i d wake up out my sleep to record that song i remember the tunes i remember the food i remember the clothes we were all into all the little things that inspire a man made me who i am check it out do the pee wee herman mostly thugs would dance everytime we heard and latoya latoya bought this boy up along with goya and chips ahoy 5 cent candies they called em jingles who didn t have the fewer for the flavor of some pringles 1 cent big balls bag of cheese doodles too many of em used to make me boo boo swedish fish blow pops and chick o sticks all before evil chicks and ego trips illegal clips rolling sacks and stolen gats holding packs getting jacked then owing back getting clapped being better off ownin that being better off broke with your dome intact than somewhere rich with a hole infact bullet lodged in right where your colon s at i remember the tunes i remember the food i remember the clothes we were all into all the little things that inspire a man made me who i am check it out  and la tigres le coqs sportif had shell toe sneakers with velcro kangaroos mark fives navy blue puma s i used to shop at square heated juniors clique is out frames i remember the days with the big stopwatches like flavor flaves nike cortez cotler jeans reebok s and guess helped me rock the scene it was main source epmd big daddy kane me skee zee i remember i d turn the volume up and dance to it drinking pina colada s from sunnydale farms i used to backspin and pop lock my arms style and culture molded the man just like some pudding that you hold in your hand i remember the tunes i remember the food i remember the clothes we were all into all the little things that inspire a man made me who i am check it out