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[Intro:]
Let's go back
You can come with me
Cause we all got a place in the past
That we like to go sometimes
I'm a share ya mines
[Verse 1:]
When life was real simple man I miss those days
When it wasn't all about bills and tryna get paid
Free as a young bird, remember that great age
When all you had to do was go to school and make the grades
My momma brought me every new toy that came out
And we all congregated at my grandmother's house
And when she tell ya 'stop running in and out' that's what she mean
And the only job you had was too keep your room clean
But soon things got deeper developed romances
And getting phone numbers and slow dragging at dances
And ya potna's roll with'cha right or wrong, clean or dirty
If you curfew was at 10 you beg for 10: 30
You was considered cool if your game ran smooth
And dude got ranked outta the schools for fake name brand shoes
And it was always funny as long as it's not you
Even through the tough times ungrateful I got through
[Hook:]
When we was young and the only thing we did was laugh and play
(Laugh and play)
Making music hanging out in the hood just to pass the day
(Just to pass the day, c'mon)
We didn't always have a lot of money but that's ok
Cause we was cool just as long as our hands had a place to lay
(Guess what)
I miss those times
[Verse 2:]
My first talent shows and my high school crushes
Liking the girls so much I would catch 2 buses
But the times spend with em is well worth the odyssey
And the goodnight kiss was just like hitting the lottery
Coming back around your homeboys high-capping
And lying like a dog when they ask ya what happened
My homies in my hood is where I got my skill from
When it was my turn to swing I was nervous but still swung
Connect to those memories constantly gilding through me
I miss Saturday morning cartoons and karate movies
And rapping on the street corners battling everyday
With MC Ice, GT, Prepped J, and Rapper K
Who win at playing football? I love those times
And hanging out with Guy, Mark, Hopie, Michael, and Brian
And walking Sterling hallways I always miss
So let's get Metter green 84 through 86
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
I miss Club Boomerang, hanging and chillin' out
And mobbing on Roseneath at LV's house
The whole crew was chillin' my spot was the headquarters
And not the kind of place you want your sister or your daughter
Me and Z, KO, and AC Chill remember this?
Having video games wars on Sega Genesis
Shooting ball at McGregor Park back when it was poppin'
When X-Men had the rock, nobody could stop em
And me and Gangsta NIP we stayed in battle mode
And me and Tech DV8's [?] was on the road
Young Felon and Brain-dead, we hung like that
And my homie Murder One, Wreek and Klondike Kat
And Dope-E and Point Blank and PSK
I thought them days would last forever now they gone away
Cause everybody got families now and green to stack
Still I wish I could rewind the tape and bring it back, c'mon
[Hook]
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