[Intro]
Little boy can't seem to find your place now
All your funny friends, the ones who have shitty jobs
[Verse 1: El-P]
Sometime in NY, perhaps in the Decepticon era
Like seven or eight grades up from fitting blocks together
Graf kids after school to get chased by rival letters
And skateboards and truck cars and rails
Funny shapes of grip tape
I owned a Mark Rogowski, I rode it goofy-footed
Sicker, I learned to ollie on Colt .45 malt liquor
And that's it, to me, it got not any more acrobatic
We would pedal around Manhattan, for lack of better action
One kid is the point man at Pakistani bodega
He sold those loosey Camel Unfiltered to under-agers
Smoke 'em on the promenade, water balloons drop
Hit car, run from cops, skate quick
Basically loaf on the low [?]
On the laugh with dangerous, nearly vacation
Under the Brooklyn Bridge, across the Brooklyn Banks, show up uninvited
Some kids are drinking beer tonight they're excited
Brooklyn Tech., Brooklyn Friends
Stuyvesant plus rich kids, thug wannabes, and hippie chicks on some escapist shit
We felt the separate fashions and cliques trading places
We formed our own section comprised of Nike Uptowns
Worn on mediocre skaters, it's like this:
Yo, this kid Ivan made the trek from Roose Island
From plastic cup of Cold Duck and a relaxed social environment
He jetted from his section when the meat heads started whylin'
His aesthetic wasn't their style, so they used bats to re-design it
Little boy can't seem to find your place now
All your funny friends, the ones who have shitty jobs
[Verse 1: El-P]
Sometime in NY, perhaps in the Decepticon era
Like seven or eight grades up from fitting blocks together
Graf kids after school to get chased by rival letters
And skateboards and truck cars and rails
Funny shapes of grip tape
I owned a Mark Rogowski, I rode it goofy-footed
Sicker, I learned to ollie on Colt .45 malt liquor
And that's it, to me, it got not any more acrobatic
We would pedal around Manhattan, for lack of better action
One kid is the point man at Pakistani bodega
He sold those loosey Camel Unfiltered to under-agers
Smoke 'em on the promenade, water balloons drop
Hit car, run from cops, skate quick
Basically loaf on the low [?]
On the laugh with dangerous, nearly vacation
Under the Brooklyn Bridge, across the Brooklyn Banks, show up uninvited
Some kids are drinking beer tonight they're excited
Brooklyn Tech., Brooklyn Friends
Stuyvesant plus rich kids, thug wannabes, and hippie chicks on some escapist shit
We felt the separate fashions and cliques trading places
We formed our own section comprised of Nike Uptowns
Worn on mediocre skaters, it's like this:
Yo, this kid Ivan made the trek from Roose Island
From plastic cup of Cold Duck and a relaxed social environment
He jetted from his section when the meat heads started whylin'
His aesthetic wasn't their style, so they used bats to re-design it
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