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Back in school when the days ran long
Stayed after class while the whole yard swong
Dice game rolling, everybody knew
From the far side music was blasting through
We were young, loud, caught in the grind
Trying to outtalk what was on our mind
Then this brother stepped up, acting mean
Later found out that his name was Dean
From the sideline, I could feel that spark
Old school days, we were wild and sharp
No crown on my head, but I stood my ground
When the pressure rose, I never backed down
It was what it was, that block-side scene
All that pride and heat in between
St Liz fence, yeah, you know that line
Cross it once, then you cross that line
It was what it was, no lie, no bluff
Too much talk and the air got rough
I took him to the hoop, no reason I knew
Just the kind of thing that the young ones do
He started talking trash, trying to test my name
So the whole damn yard turned into a game
I was the king of the block in my own right
Back then every step felt like a fight
If you doubted me once, I gave you a chance
Doubt me again and youโd learn to dance
From the sideline, I could feel that spark
Old school days, we were wild and sharp
No crown on my head, but I stood my ground
When the pressure rose, I never backed down
It was what it was, that block-side scene
All that pride and heat in between
St Liz fence, yeah, you know that line
Cross it once, then you cross that line
It was what it was, no lie, no bluff
Too much talk and the air got rough
Now I look back and I see that kid
All that anger from the things we did
Names fade out but the echoes stay
In the schoolyard dust where we used to play
Maybe time makes the sharp edges blur
But that loud old night still feels like a blur
It was what it was, that block-side scene
All that pride and heat in between
St Liz fence, yeah, you know that line
Cross it once, then you cross that line
It was what it was, no lie, no bluff
Too much talk and the air got roughYeah, it was what it was back then
School yard ghosts and the names of men
And if you know that place, you know that sound
Still rolling in my head when the lights go down
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