Black Walt Street (The New Breed)

Lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne & Black Walt] Black Walt Tech said, "Ummm, hey, man, I wanna start rappin'" and we laughed, we're like, "Yeah, right, man you ain't no rapper" Tech stands there, he get to beating his chest "Givin' a test to rhyme my professional, brother's gonna be a young star Don't even think about sleepin' because I'm fuckin' up every.." And he is beating his chest with this shit, while he's doing a whole rap I'm like "Man, this dude has created a whole 'nother style that I ain't never hеard" [Chorus] Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street On 55th street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Shit gets deep [Verse 1] Middle school my peers know I'm fa sho the man Whatеver that be hip hop A. Yates, he know the jam School cypher's a load of fans go ta cram In the bathroom to spit rap tunes You come against me, get crushed like a soda can Till one day they told me they found somebody that can hold me rappin' or dancin' One of they homies A new transfer 8th grade enrollee, uh! They told me where bro be from Southeast hood niggas so we run To the bathroom to catch whom Is a rap goon and make him show me some (Black Walt) But he was known as Wee Capone I supplied the beat for homes Gangsta gangsta was the tone 'Cause he from 55th and Michigan Where they nifty with the fist against Any bitchy niggas trip within a block Of a sickly pit where shit begins (Cheah!) We connected His way of rhyming from me was respected Him and Melvin Robinson's beatbox, I was elected In school we (Cheah!) talk about a lot of records who's the freshest Making music was requested We didn't know we'd be blessed with "The New Breed" [Chorus] Black Walt Street Black Walt Street On 55th street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Shit gets deep Black Walt Street Black Walt Street On 55th Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Shit gets deep [Verse 2] He said in his basement, he got equipment from music He made a commitment to use it But for me to come through, I gotta cross the clique in this stupid In front of your Boston house on Highland, I'm hip with the foolishness From Duke, Mike Timley and Bruce, sometime the shit gets abusive They just fuck wit' me 'cause I'm different (Cheah!), I'm just a teen and I'm distant (Cheah!) From the rough to mean, I'm tryna rush the scene, and tryna clutch my dream, and I'm dippin' (Cheah!) They chest bumpin' me, but ain't nobody that's punkin' me When I made it to Walts house, and told him they trippin' he said "let's run and see" I was good, 'cause Wee Capone got respect from the hoods No problems of squabbing anywhere we stood My mission is making music, but I didn't know that I had thuggers in the frame 'Cause he wasn't in the gang, but he had brothers in the game In his house on 55th, his basement set up He records tape deck to tape decks, start over if you mess up We on, when it get late I gotta take the long way home To avoid that negative noise that neighborhood niggas won't leave me alone, no [Chorus] Black Walt Street Black Walt Street On 55th street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Shit gets deep Black Walt Street Black Walt Street On 55th Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Shit gets deep [Verse 3] I'ma call Black Walt, every day like we recordin' But a lotta times he had street shit that was important He said I need a three verse on, because my shit was shortened And he disappeared for about a month, there goes a fortune Still wrote the song, and all summer I practiced School started I seen Walt, and I was nervous to rappin' After classes, walkin' this basement stop and I laugh it's Him and DJ Bop, yo ain't you that nigga that stole my jacket They loved it "The New Breed" recorded and I dubbed it Accidently spread it through the public, true lie Black Walt, gave me my first burst of fame Same night we did the song gave me my Tech N9ne name on [Chorus] Black Walt Street Black Walt Street On 55th street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Shit gets deep Black Walt Street Black Walt Street On 55th Street Black Walt Street Black Walt Street Shit gets deep [Outro: Black Walt] Then we turn on to the back of the page, the very last page And they had a TEC-9 right there.. I had a TEC-9 at the time So I was like damn, my TEC-9 be shooting fast as a muhfucka Tech be rappin' fast as a mothafucka, let's call this nigga Tech N9ne [Outro skit: Alyia Yates & Tech N9ne] So did you know mom back then? Nah! I was in my early teens like back when I experienced my first heartbreak by a girl name Chanel Man, bitches hahaha