I go back I wanna go
'Cause I remember way back Got kicked out the crib and had a to stay in the Clem With some friends and Jay We were the funky fresh and I'd DJ
What a it was to be on the set Comin' from a nice home, now in the projects No regrets 'cause I a lot And I earned a lot in the lot
dirt for the O.G's slangin' rock They used to call me that white kid Who rock on the two turntables And ain't no fable
Eddie Murphy Instead of Gable My lifestyle switched Hoss Puttin' in at the 76 car wash
But I could wait for them weekends to come Dum ditty, dum ditty, dum dum Boom, chick boom, the bass On turntables it up in Duke's basement
time productions, we kept the jam jumpin' Open up your ears I'm tryin' to tell you And give some love back to those that me 206 Court and my second mom Tracy
Little Keesha and My blow and my homegirl Flo Rock round see, you could find me But I kept my tables in the crib when I wasn't in the
Tom and Mike Shafer used to give me rides And buy me groceries when I have no paper And I'm for this, sometimes I look back And these times I miss, makin' demos on my old four track
Sometimes, I can't but think I wanna go back, I go back (Back in the time) I wanna go back, I wanna go (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' they treated me like R I P to their ass mother
An my Din Dada For the homies up here I gotta lot of love I wanna go back, way To change things and ya'll back
I'm pourin' beer out for I'm singin' I saw the light from my Paul Life brings a lot of I look at times and it's so sad to see
A wasted life or a broken But all I can do is take of my own I feel so alone like a But I express my love through my anger
And lost a lot of friends for this Blackman, T-Bone, Ernest KDC and And the rest of the Beast I sayin' that I'm awe but I still got love for you
I remember how it used to be Make way motherfuckers beast crew's in the To the right, to the Me, black men and Funk Def Stef
And I feel blessed for sure 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 go back, I wanna go back (I wanna go way back, way ya'll) I wanna go back, I go back (Back in the time)
I remember little 'cause I stayed with 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 Reve
Bumpin' shoulders and hands Knight 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 right Just that money and pullin' them honeys Spandex shorts and the tops 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 forties and bags of weed
night liquor from Bubba Coles People to say, Rock you got soul Vince out and so did Lou Had a budget from the cocaine loot
Chuck D and Murph the original three And now Richard D and are down with me I got a studio and a taste of fame But I roll through the Clem it's still all the same
Even things change, you know I ain't forgot 'Cause the love from the past gave birth to Kid But it's hard to go back to the things I the new life I have now lives for two
Yeah and that's where I'm at, I wanna go (Back in the time) And that's where I'm at, I go back (I go way back, way back ya'll) I wanna go (Back in the time)
Bring it Let it ride, let it Way back, way back