I go back I go back
I remember way back when Got out the crib and had a place to stay 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 'cause I a lot And I a lot in the parkin' lot
Doin' dirt for the O.G's rock They used to call me little white kid Who could rock on the two And that ain't no
Eddie Murphy Instead of Clark My whole switched Hoss in hours at the 76 car wash
But I could never wait for them to come Dum ditty, dum ditty, dum dum Boom, chick boom, the bass On turntables fuckin' it up in basement
Groove productions, we kept the jam jumpin' 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
Keesha and Cole My blow and my homegirl Flo Rock round see, you could me some But I kept my in the crib when I wasn't in the club
Tom Rich and Mike used to give me rides And buy me groceries when I didn't have no And I'm grateful for this, sometimes I back And it's these times I miss, makin' on my old four track
Sometimes, I can't but think 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 got kicked out again for fly Got invited to stay Tony and Eli An' they me like brothers R I P to cool ass mother
An my Din Dada For the homies up here I gotta lot of love I go back, way back To things and bring ya'll back
I'm beer out for ya'll I'm singin' I saw the from my cousin Paul Life brings a lot of 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 so alone like a stranger But sometimes I express my through my anger
And I've lost a lot of friends for Blackman, T-Bone, Ernest KDC and And the rest of the Beast I ain't sayin' that I'm awe but I got love for you
I remember how it used to be Make way motherfuckers crew's in the party To the right, to the Me, black men and Daddy Def Stef
And sometimes I feel for sure To a been a part of one of raps great tours Ice Cube, Too Short, D-Nice, yo yo Kid Rock and it don't
I wanna go back, I go back (Back in the time) I wanna go back, I wanna go (I go way back, way back ya'll) I wanna go back, I go back (Back in the time)
I remember little Robert 'cause I with him I used ta go and see Campbell, I needed a trim And when times got grim and it seemed that I 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 black or white thing, a or right thing Just makin' that and pullin' them honeys Spandex and the halter tops them rocks and runnin' from the cops
The only white kid walkin' on the block Cruisin' in Amp's low ragtop Go see for what ya need Underage buyin' forties and bags of
Late night liquor from Coles People to say, Rock you got soul Vince out and so did Lou Had a studio budget the cocaine loot
Chuck D and Murph were the three And now D and Cracker are down with me I got a studio records and a of fame But when I through the Clem it's still all the same
Even though things change, you I ain't forgot 'Cause the from the past gave birth to Kid Rock But it's hard to go back to the things I '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 wanna go (Back in the time)
it down Let it ride, let it Way back, way ya'll