I go back I wanna go
'Cause I remember way back Got kicked out the crib and had a place to stay in the With some George and Jay We were the funky fresh and I'd DJ
a shock it was to be on the set Comin' a nice home, now livin' in the projects No 'cause I learned a lot And I a lot in the parkin' lot
dirt for the O.G's slangin' rock They to call me that little white kid Who could on the two turntables And ain't no fable
Eddie Murphy Instead of Gable My lifestyle switched Hoss Puttin' in hours at the 76 car
But I could never wait for them weekends to Dum ditty, dum ditty, dum dum Boom, boom, the bass went On turntables fuckin' it up in Duke's
Groove time productions, we kept the jam Open up your ears I'm tryin' to you somethin' And give some love back to that loved me 206 Court and my second mom Tracy
Little Keesha and My blow and my homegirl Flo Rock round see, you find me some But I kept my tables in the crib when I wasn't in the
Tom Rich and Mike Shafer used to me rides And buy me groceries when I didn't have no And I'm grateful for this, sometimes I back And it's these I miss, makin' demos on my old four track
Sometimes, I help but think I go back, I wanna go back (Back in the time) I wanna go back, I go back (I wanna go way back, way ya'll) I go back, I wanna go back (Back in the time)
I got out again for bein' fly Got to stay with Tony and Eli An' treated me like brothers R I P to cool ass mother
An my Din Dada For the homies up here I gotta lot of love I wanna go back, way To things and bring ya'll back
I'm pourin' out for ya'll I'm singin' I saw the light from my Paul Life brings a lot of I around 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 a stranger But sometimes I express my love through my
And I've lost a lot of friends for Blackman, T-Bone, KDC and Chris And the of the Beast crew I ain't sayin' I'm awe but I still got love for you
'Cause I how it used to be Make way motherfuckers crew's in the party To the right, to the Me, black men and Funk Def Stef
And sometimes I feel blessed for To a been a part of one of raps last great Ice Cube, Too Short, D-Nice, yo yo Kid Rock and it stop
I go back, I wanna go back (Back in the time) I wanna go back, I go back (I wanna go way back, way ya'll) I wanna go back, I wanna go (Back in the time)
I remember little Robert I stayed with him I ta go and see Campbell, when I needed a trim And times got grim and it seemed that I lost my way I to get blown of with Reve
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 wrong or thing Just makin' money and pullin' them honeys Spandex shorts and the halter Slangin' them rocks and from the cops
The only white kid walkin' round on the Cruisin' in Amp's low ridin' Go see Howard for ya need Underage forties and bags of weed
night liquor from Bubba Coles People used to say, Rock you got looked out and so did Lou Had a studio budget from the cocaine
Chuck D and Murph the original three And now Richard D and Cracker are with me I got a records and a taste of fame But when I roll through the Clem it's still all the
Even though things change, you know I forgot 'Cause the love from the past gave to Kid Rock But it's to go back to the things I knew 'Cause the new life I have now for two
and that's where I'm at, I wanna go back (Back in the time) And that's I'm at, I wanna go back (I wanna go way back, way ya'll) I wanna go (Back in the time)
it down Let it ride, let it Way back, way back