I go back I wanna go
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 funky fresh and I'd DJ
a shock it was to be on the set Comin' from a home, now livin' in the projects No regrets 'cause I a lot And I a lot in the parkin' lot
dirt for the O.G's slangin' rock They used to call me that white kid Who could rock on the two And that no fable
Watchin' Eddie Instead of Clark My whole lifestyle Hoss Puttin' in hours at the 76 car
But I could wait for them weekends to come Dum ditty, dum ditty, dum dum Boom, chick boom, the bass On turntables fuckin' it up in Duke's
Groove time productions, we kept the jam Open up your ears I'm to tell you somethin' And give some love back to that loved me 206 street and my second mom Tracy
Little and Cole My blow and my homegirl Flo round see, you could find me some But I kept my tables in the when I wasn't in the club
Tom and Mike Shafer used to give me rides And buy me groceries when I didn't have no And I'm grateful for this, I look back And these times I miss, makin' demos on my old four track
Sometimes, I can't help but I go back, I wanna go back (Back in the time) I go back, I wanna go back (I wanna go way back, way ya'll) I wanna go back, I wanna go (Back in the time)
I got kicked out for bein' fly Got to stay with Tony and Eli An' they treated me brothers R I P to cool ass mother
An my brother Din For the homies up I still gotta lot of love I wanna go back, way To change things and bring back
I'm pourin' beer out for I'm singin' I saw the light my cousin Paul Life a lot of tragedy I look around at and it's so sad to see
A life or a broken home But all I can do is take of my own I feel so alone like a But sometimes I express my love my anger
And I've lost a lot of friends for Blackman, T-Bone, Ernest KDC and And the rest of the 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, men and Funk Daddy Def Stef
And I feel blessed for sure To a been a of one of raps last great tours 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 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 'cause I stayed him I ta go and see Campbell, when I needed a trim And when times got grim and it seemed that I my way I used to get blown of with
Bumpin' shoulders and hands Willie Knight had a disco, right in his man New Haven jams Me and Blackman runnin' crazy
Not a or white thing, a wrong or right thing Just makin' that money and pullin' them Spandex shorts and the halter them rocks and runnin' from the cops
The only white kid round on the block Cruisin' in Amp's low ragtop Go see Howard for what ya Underage buyin' forties and of weed
Late liquor from Bubba Coles People used to say, you got soul looked out and so did Lou Had a studio from the cocaine loot
Chuck D and Murph were the original And now Richard D and Cracker are down me I got a studio records and a of fame But when I roll through the Clem it's still all the
Even though things change, you know I ain't 'Cause the love from the gave birth to Kid Rock But it's to go back to the things I knew 'Cause the new life I now lives 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 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