Chaundon - Hip Hop Dock-Trine lyrics

[Verse One: Chaundon] Good morning cla** I'm your brand new teacher KRS is on vac, now I'm the speaker Settle down, take your seats Take your pencils out And write down what hip hop is all about The cornerstone, the foundation is DJing Cold rockin' parties, record skip, keep playin' The B-Boy, emulating musical moves Didn't learn from school havin' the crowd go "oooh" Poetry in motion Bombin' every train The writings on the wall, New York City is who they name The graf writers With a couple of spray cans Had eight million critics and fans sayin' "Damn" And then came the MC He had to move the crowd Flawless flow, no mistakes allowed Every line was original Biting was a sin If you was wack, you was wack, that's the law, no debatin' [Hook] You now in tune to the hip hop doctrine For all of y'all to keep the Boondocks locked in Chaundon, Asheru and Dub Floyd Mixtapes new nightmare, holla at ya boy You now in tune to the hip hop doctrine Season 2 is here so keep watchin' Chaundon, Asheru and Dub Floyd Mixtapes new nightmare, holla at ya boy [Verse Two: Asheru] Growin' up in NC Hip hop came in smaller doses AM radio, me and two of my closest Cousins, buzzin' like bees and volunteering On Saturday night with Conan The Barbarian Sony double decker where we made pause tapes Cuttin' up Ice-T 'Power', Kurtis Blow's 'The Breaks' And thought we was really doin' it Even to this day I think about how much better we was than these n***as; blowin' it I knew so many rhymes I was a walkin' jukebox Nice with a beatbox, D's inside my boombox N.W.A., P.E. and Salt N Pepa Watch Breakin', Crush Groove, even Tougher Than Leather Not to be all nostalgic, even though I miss it But this younger generation just completely missed it Now it's, shame on me if I hold it over their heads So I spit sh** over their head to you instead [Hook]