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I go back
I wanna go

'Cause I remember way when
Got kicked out the crib and had a place to in the Clem
With friends George and Jay
We were the funky crew and I'd DJ

a shock it was to be on the set
Comin' from a nice home, now in the projects
No 'cause I learned 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 ain't no fable

Watchin' Eddie
Instead of Gable
My whole lifestyle switched
Puttin' in hours at the 76 car

But I could never wait for 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 second mom

Little Keesha and
My mellow blow and my Flo
Rock round see, you could me some
But I kept my tables in the crib when I wasn't in the

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 times I miss, makin' demos on my old 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 go way back, way back ya'll)
I wanna go back, I wanna go
(Back in the time)

I got kicked out for bein' fly
Got invited to stay with and Eli
An' they me like brothers
R I P to their ass mother

An my Din Dada
For the homies up I still gotta lot of love
I wanna go back, way
To change things and bring ya'll

I'm beer out for ya'll
I'm singin' I saw the from my cousin Paul
Life brings a lot of
I around at times and it's so sad to see

A wasted life or a home
But all I can do is take of my own
I feel so alone a stranger
But sometimes I my love through my anger

And lost a lot of friends for this
Blackman, T-Bone, KDC and Chris
And the rest of the Beast
I ain't that I'm awe but I still 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 Funk Def Stef

And sometimes I feel for sure
To a been a part of one of last great 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 wanna go way back, way ya'll)
I wanna go back, I wanna go
(Back in the time)

I remember little Robert I stayed 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 to get blown of with Reve

Bumpin' and slappin' hands
Willie had a disco, right in his basement man
Them New jams
Me and Blackman runnin' scams

Not a black or white thing, a or right thing
Just that money and pullin' them honeys
Spandex and the halter tops
Slangin' them rocks and runnin' from the

The white kid walkin' round on the block
Cruisin' in Amp's low ragtop
Go see Howard for ya need
Underage buyin' forties and bags of

Late night liquor Bubba Coles
People used to say, you got soul
looked out and so did Lou
Had a studio from the cocaine loot

Chuck D and Murph were the three
And now Richard D and are down with me
I got a studio records and a taste of
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 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 where I'm at, I wanna 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 ya'll