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I wanna go
I go back

I remember way back when
Got kicked out the crib and had a place to in the Clem
With friends George and Jay
We were the fresh crew and I'd DJ

What a it was to be on the set
Comin' from a nice home, now livin' in the
No regrets 'cause I a lot
And I a lot in the parkin' lot

Doin' for the O.G's slangin' rock
used to call me that little white kid
Who could rock on the two
And that no fable

Eddie Murphy
Instead of Gable
My whole lifestyle Hoss
Puttin' in at the 76 car wash

But I could never wait for them to come
Dum ditty, dum ditty, dum dum
Boom, chick boom, the went
On turntables fuckin' it up in Duke's

Groove productions, we kept the jam jumpin'
Open up your I'm tryin' to tell you somethin'
And give some back to those that loved me
206 Court street and my mom Tracy

Little Keesha and
My mellow and my homegirl Flo
Rock see, you could find me some
But I kept my tables in the crib I wasn't in the club

Tom Rich and Mike Shafer to give me rides
And buy me when I didn't have no paper
And I'm grateful for this, sometimes I look
And it's times I miss, makin' demos on my old four track

Sometimes, I can't help but
I wanna go back, I wanna go
(Back in the time)
I wanna go back, I go back
(I go way back, way back ya'll)
I wanna go back, I go back
(Back in the time)

I got kicked out for bein' fly
Got invited to with Tony and Eli
An' they me like brothers
R I P to cool ass mother

An my Din Dada
For the homies up I still gotta lot of love
I go back, way back
To change and bring ya'll back

I'm pourin' beer out for
I'm singin' I saw the light my cousin Paul
Life a lot of tragedy
I look at times and it's so sad to see

A wasted or a broken home
But all I can do is care of my own
I feel so alone like a
But sometimes I express my love through my

And I've lost a lot of friends for
Blackman, T-Bone, Ernest KDC and
And the rest of the Beast
I ain't sayin' that I'm awe but I still got for you

I remember how it used to be
Make way motherfuckers beast in the party
To the right, to the
Me, black men and Daddy Def Stef

And sometimes I feel blessed for
To a been a part of one of last great tours
Ice Cube, Too Short, D-Nice, yo yo
Kid Rock and it don't

I wanna go back, I wanna go
(Back in the time)
I wanna go back, I wanna go
(I wanna go way back, way ya'll)
I wanna go back, I go back
(Back in the time)

I remember little Robert I stayed with him
I used ta go and see Campbell, I needed a trim
And when times got grim and it seemed I lost my way
I used to get blown of with

Bumpin' shoulders and slappin'
Willie had a disco, right in his basement man
Them New Haven
Me and Blackman runnin' crazy

Not a black or white thing, a or right thing
Just makin' that money and them honeys
shorts and the halter tops
Slangin' them and runnin' from the cops

The only kid walkin' round on the block
in Amp's low ridin' ragtop
Go see Howard for what ya
buyin' forties and bags of weed

Late liquor from Bubba Coles
used to say, Rock you got soul
Vince out and so did Lou
Had a studio budget from the loot

Chuck D and Murph were the original
And now Richard D and are down with me
I got a studio records and a taste of
But when I roll the Clem it's still all the same

though things change, you know I ain't forgot
'Cause the love from the past birth to Kid Rock
But it's to go back to the things I knew
'Cause the new life I have now for two

Yeah and that's I'm at, I wanna go back
(Back in the time)
And where I'm at, I wanna go back
(I go way back, way back ya'll)
I go back
(Back in the time)

it down
Let it ride, let it
Way back, way back