I wanna go I wanna go
'Cause I remember way back Got kicked out the crib and had a place to in the Clem With some friends and Jay We were the funky crew and I'd DJ
a shock it was to be on the set Comin' from a home, now livin' in the projects No regrets I learned a lot And I a lot in the parkin' lot
dirt for the O.G's slangin' rock They used to call me that little kid Who could on the two turntables And that no fable
Eddie Murphy Instead of Gable My whole lifestyle Hoss Puttin' in at the 76 car wash
But I never wait for them weekends to come 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 to tell you somethin' And give some love back to that loved me 206 Court street and my mom Tracy
Keesha and Cole My mellow and my homegirl Flo Rock round see, you find me some But I kept my in the crib when I wasn't in the club
Tom Rich and Mike Shafer used to me rides And buy me groceries when I have no paper And I'm grateful for this, sometimes I back And it's times 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 wanna go (I go way back, way back ya'll) I go back, I wanna go back (Back in the time)
I got kicked out for bein' fly Got invited to stay with and Eli An' they treated me like R I P to their cool ass
An my brother Din For the up here I still gotta lot of love I wanna go back, way To change things and bring back
I'm pourin' out for ya'll I'm singin' I saw the light from my Paul Life brings a lot of I look around at and it's so sad to see
A wasted life or a broken But all I can do is care of my own I feel so alone like a But sometimes I express my through my anger
And I've a lot of friends for this Blackman, T-Bone, KDC and Chris And the of the Beast crew I ain't sayin' that I'm awe but I still got for you
'Cause I remember how it to be Make way motherfuckers crew's in the party To the right, to the Me, black men and Funk Daddy Def
And sometimes I blessed for sure To a been a part of one of raps last tours Ice Cube, Too Short, D-Nice, yo yo Kid and it don't stop
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 go back, I wanna go back (Back in the time)
I remember little Robert 'cause I with him I ta go and see Campbell, when I needed a trim And when times got grim and it seemed I lost my way I used to get of with Reve
Bumpin' and slappin' hands Willie Knight had a disco, right in his man New Haven jams Me and runnin' crazy scams
Not a black or white thing, a or right thing Just makin' that money and pullin' honeys Spandex and the halter tops Slangin' them rocks and runnin' from the
The only kid walkin' round on the block Cruisin' in Amp's low ragtop 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 loot
Chuck D and were the original three And now Richard D and Cracker are down me I got a records and a taste of fame But when I roll the Clem it's still all the same
Even though things change, you know I forgot 'Cause the from the past gave birth to Kid Rock But hard to go back to the things I knew 'Cause the new life I now lives for two
Yeah and where I'm at, I wanna go back (Back in the time) And that's where I'm at, I wanna go (I go way back, way back ya'll) I go back (Back in the time)
Bring it Let it ride, let it Way back, way ya'll