Ode To The East Coast

Intro: Awon
Yo remember back in the days when West Coast had it, but then somethin like happened like in '92 or '93, cats started flipping it on them SP 1200's, it was a time that I considered like my Golden Era you know what I'm saying, the Golden Era of my youth, man, it was an education

Hook: Awon & Substantial
This is an ode to the East Coast, to the era I toast
To the years I love them most
With the boom bap boomin, late night tunin
Ear to the speaker while we zoned out coolin
(x2)

Verse 1: Awon
My manifest was love, my education came late night
With DJ's on radio stations
Emcees were the leaders of the abandonation
Before the saturation, and my maturation
My little finesse, first down goose polo and Guess
And my walkman decked it was A Tribe Called Quest
The industrial boom, of the drunks that stay dirty
The SP 1200 nutrients it served me
During the era where you had to be worthy
Rock magic, on my dream team jersey
Freestyle for hours on the corners with my brothers
Arguing who's the best emcees on new tracks discovered
DJ Premier The Scientist with the cuts
While RZA exposed the guts, the samples to drive us nuts
D dropped diamonds, Evil Beat minding
The SP 1200 era still shinin

Hook: Awon & Substantial
This is an ode to the East Coast, to the era I toast
To the years I love them most
With the boom bap boomin, late night tunin
Ear to the speaker while we zoned out coolin
(x2)

Verse 2: Substantial
When the beat dropped couldn't help but not your head
Pete Rock, Show Biz, Buck Wild on deck
Walkman deck stole batteries out the controller
Oatmeal Tims the pager was Motorola
Before I was older, and love and theory took it lower
Homies was in the streets talkin more dough than Homer
I would listen to beats pin on my guest tablet
Hoping to be the first from my hood to make it rapping
Hard to be fresh when your mama broke
I ain't sell a pile of dope, so mixtapes to get it started though
Then the Eddie Bauer and them Air Max
Now I got a new problem and it's real wax
Music go or closed how you gon' compare that
Man I don't know I was unaware of that
This era of hip hop will take my life and transform it
Easy as Moe Beat, a strike without warning
Digging in the crates was like looking beyond the curtain
Wrapping my brain around how they got them samples workin
Wasn't certain if we carried the torch, now I'm glad too
So every bar that come out of our mouth should add value

Hook: Awon & Substantial
This is an ode to the East Coast, to the era I toast
To the years I love them most
With the boom bap boomin, late night tunin
Ear to the speaker while we zoned out coolin (coolin)
(x2)

Outro: Awon
Ain't nothin like it yo, it's just straight golden man, the beats, the bars, everything was just pure energy, it was the essence of everything that I love about this culture, nothin can take that away, can't be replicated, can't be duplicated, it's just the beauty man