I wanna go I wanna go
'Cause I way back when Got kicked out the crib and had a place to in the Clem With some friends and Jay We the funky fresh crew and I'd DJ
What a it was to be on the set Comin' from a home, now livin' in the projects No regrets 'cause I a lot And I earned a lot in the lot
Doin' dirt for the O.G's rock They used to me that little white kid Who could rock on the two And that ain't no
Eddie Murphy Instead of Clark My whole lifestyle switched 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 went On fuckin' it up in Duke's basement
Groove time productions, we kept the jam Open up your ears I'm tryin' to you somethin' And some love back to those that loved me 206 Court street and my mom Tracy
Little Keesha and My mellow blow and my 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 to give me rides And buy me when I didn't have no paper And I'm grateful for this, sometimes I back And it's these 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 wanna go back, I wanna go (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 me like brothers R I P to their cool ass
An my brother Din For the homies up I still gotta lot of love I wanna go back, way To change things and bring ya'll
I'm pourin' beer out for I'm singin' I saw the light my cousin Paul brings a lot of tragedy I look around at times and so sad to see
A wasted or a broken home But all I can do is take of my own I feel so like a stranger But sometimes I express my through my anger
And I've lost a lot of 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
I remember how it used to be Make way motherfuckers beast in the party To the right, to the Me, black men and Funk Daddy Def
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 go way back, way back ya'll) I wanna go back, I wanna go (Back in the time)
I remember little Robert 'cause I with him I used ta go and see Campbell, when I a trim And when times got and it seemed that I lost my way I used to get blown of 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 wrong or thing Just makin' that and pullin' them honeys Spandex shorts and the halter Slangin' them rocks and runnin' from the
The only white kid walkin' round on the Cruisin' in Amp's low ridin' Go see for what ya need Underage buyin' forties and bags of
Late night liquor from Coles People to say, Rock you got soul looked out and so did Lou Had a studio budget from the loot
Chuck D and Murph were the original And now Richard D and Cracker are with me I got a studio and a taste of fame But when I roll through the Clem it's all the same
though things change, you know I ain't forgot 'Cause the from the past gave birth to Kid Rock But it's hard to go to the things I knew the new life I have now lives for two
Yeah and that's I'm at, I wanna go back (Back in the time) And that's where I'm at, I go back (I wanna go way back, way ya'll) I go back (Back in the time)
Bring it Let it ride, let it Way back, way back