Things Just Ain't the Same

What's this whole world, coming to
 Things just ain't the same...
 Leather gooses, sheep skin coats and bombers
 British walkers, shark skin tailor made
 Playboys black suede, three finger rings
 Name plate, rope chains, BVD nylon
 Gazelle frames, matching with the Kangol hat
 You couldn't have that, brothers might snatch that
 Flashback, 1-90 E, with the mock neck
 Lease suits, 25, nigga, we shoot
 Fresh blue and white Puma, or the track night
 Shelltoe Adidas, with the fatter, no laces
 Late night, summer time jam, we in the park
 DJ cutting, MC spitting his dart
 A Sergio Tacchini brown suede ballet
 Jay cross town to Delancey, jew the jew now
 Fresh leather winter weather, maximum spoiler kit
 Legendary deuce flicks, Slick Rick
 Run-DMC, Jam Master Jay, hah
 Wu-Tang Clan, Scott LaRock, KRS-One
 Damn, brothers like Pun, hah
 I had a Jaz-O tape, me and my crew, hah
 Walk the avenue, sky was blue, half past two
 Used to Cold Crush, M-O Dee, Treacherous Three
 Spoonie Gee, Busy 'Killa' Bee
 Crack never kept him high longer than five minute
 Wallabee Clarks of course, silk and linen
 Jumbos two for five, come and get it
 Mama cried, tears of fear, when I was wilding
 Saying 'please don't wear that, people getting killed for that'
 Latin Quarter, Union Square, you had to be there
 Ripping the armory, this is hip hop to me.
 A few years ago, a friend of mine
 He had to go away and do some time
 Before I kick this rhyme that I'm about to say
 I got a letter he wrote, and it went this way
 Yo, let's shoot the fair one, take it to the back of the building
 A Train to the Junction where the Gods is building
 Valor Fila suit, fresh from Simon's
 Canal Street jewelry, door knocker earrings
 Leather skirt, Louis Vitton, Yves Saint Laurent
 Polo goose weather, Benetton, Audi or the rag top Jetta
 Lumberjack, mink Jew hat, suede front sweater, quarter filled leathers
 Triple beams used to measure, waves to the side
 Three sixty round the back, before the flat top
 Stone love classics, silver hawk athlete
 Live at the Biltmore, my flow cocoa libio
 You can never catch my super rhyme Kurtis flow
 I fifty two head to toe, crazy hummer side
 Tomahawk, streets I walk, Hardy Boy sex boys take money
 Riker's Isle, nobody smiling, jolly stompers
 Sing Sing Spotford, TNT NARCs, they rush and try to knock us
 Halloween masked up, buck fifty stitch cut
 Lands of the kings and Tuts, peace Sauron
 Latif, little Shareef, brother AD
 High school cutting out to Coney Island Beach
 I prepared this lesson, and read directions.