I go back I wanna go
'Cause I remember way when Got kicked out the crib and had a to stay in the Clem With friends George and Jay We were the funky crew and I'd DJ
What a it was to be on the set Comin' from a home, now livin' in the projects No 'cause I learned a lot And I earned a lot in the lot
Doin' for the O.G's slangin' rock They used to me that little white kid Who could rock on the two And that no fable
Watchin' Murphy of Clark Gable My whole lifestyle Hoss Puttin' in at the 76 car wash
But I could never wait for weekends to come Dum ditty, dum ditty, dum dum Boom, boom, the bass went 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 that loved me 206 Court street and my mom Tracy
Little and Cole My blow and my homegirl Flo Rock round see, you could find me 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 groceries when I didn't no paper And I'm grateful for this, sometimes I look And these times I miss, makin' demos on my old four track
Sometimes, I can't but think I wanna go back, I wanna go (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 got out again for bein' fly Got invited to stay with and Eli An' they treated me brothers R I P to their cool ass
An my brother Din For the homies up here I still 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 my cousin Paul brings a lot of tragedy 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 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 crew I ain't sayin' I'm awe but I still got love for you
'Cause I remember how it to be way motherfuckers beast crew's in the party To the right, to the Me, men and Funk Daddy Def Stef
And sometimes I feel 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 wanna go back, I wanna go (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 '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 to get blown of with Reve
shoulders and slappin' hands Willie Knight had a disco, in his basement man Them New Haven Me and Blackman runnin' scams
Not a or white thing, a wrong or right thing Just makin' money and pullin' them honeys shorts and the halter tops Slangin' them rocks and runnin' the cops
The only white kid walkin' on the block Cruisin' in Amp's low ridin' Go see Howard for ya need Underage buyin' forties and bags of
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
D and Murph were the original three And now Richard D and Cracker are down me I got a studio and a taste of fame But when I roll through the Clem it's all the same
Even though things change, you know I forgot the love from the past gave birth to Kid Rock But hard to go back to the things I knew 'Cause the new life I have now for two
Yeah and where I'm at, I wanna go back (Back in the time) And that's where I'm at, I 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 ya'll