I Wanna Go Back

I want to go back I want to go back Uh 'cause I remember way back when Got kicked out the crib and had a place to stay In the Clem with some friends George and Jay It was a funky fresh crew and I'd DJ What a shock it was to be on the set Comin' from a nice home now livin' in the projects No regrets cause I learned a lot And I earned a lot in the parking lot Doin' dirt for the O.G's slangin' rock They used to call me that little white kid Who could rock on the two turntables And that ain't no fable Watchin' Eddie Murphy instead of Clark Gable My whole life style switched Hoss Puttin' in hours at the 76 car wash But I could never wait for them weekends to come Dumb ditty dumb ditty ditty dumb dumb Boom, boom, the bass went On turntables fuckin' it up in Duke's basement Groove time productions, we kept the jam jumpin' Open up your ears I'm tryin' to tell you somethin' And give some love back to those that loved me 206 Court street and my second mom Tracy Little Keesha and Cole My mellow blow, and my homegirl Flo Rock round see, you could find me some But I kept my tables in the crib when I wasn't in the club Tom Whit and Mike Shafer used to give me rides And buy me groceries when I didn't have no paper And I'm grateful for this Sometimes I look back and it's these times I miss Making demos on my old four track Sometimes I can't help but think, I want to Go Back I want to Go Back...back in the time I want to Go Back I want to Go Back...go way back way back y'all I want to Go Back...back in the time I got kicked out again for bein fly Got invited to stay with Tony and Eli And they treated me like brothers R-I-P to their cool ass mother An my brother din dada For the homies ain't here I still gotta lot of love I want to go back, way back And change things and bring y'all back I'm pourin beer out for y'all I'm singin I saw the light from my cousin Paul Life brings a lot of tragedy I look around at times and its so sad to see A wasted life, or a broken home But all I can do is take care of my own I feel so alone like a stranger And sometimes I express my love through my anger And I lost a lot of friends for this Blackman, T-Bone, Ernest KDC, and Chris And the rest of the Beast crew I ain't sayin that I'm wrong, but I still got love for you 'Cause I remember how it used to be Make way motherfuckers beast crew's in the party To the right, to the left Many black men and Funk Daddy Def Stef And sometimes I feel blessed for sure To a been a part of one of raps last great tours Ice Cube, Too Short, D-Nice, yo yo Kid Rock and it don't stop I want to Go Back...back in the time I want to Go Back I want to Go Back...go way back way back y'all I want to Go Back...back in the time I remember litte Robert, cause I stayed with him I used ta go and see Campbell, when I need a trim And when times got grim and seen that I lost my way I used to get blown of with Reve Bumpin' shoulders and slappin' hands Willie Knight had a disco, right in his basement man Them New Haven jams Me and Blackman running crazy scams Not a black or white thing, a wrong or right thing Just makin' that money, and pullin them honies Spandex shorts and the halter tops Slanging them rocks and runnin from the cops The only white kid walkin' round on the block Cruisin' in Amp's low ridin' ragtop Go see Howard for what ya need Underage buyin forties and bags of weed Late night liquor from Bubba Coles People used to say, Rock you got soul Vince looked out and so did Lou Had a studio budget from the cocaine loot Chuck D and Murph were the original three And now Richard D and Kracker are down with me I got a studio record and a taste of fame But when I roll through the Clem it's all the same Even though things change, you know I ain't forgot 'Cause the love from the past gave birth to Kid Rock But it's hard to go back to the things I knew 'Cause tha me life a have now lives for two Yeah, and that's where I'm at I want to Go Back...back in the time And that's where I'm at I want to Go Back...go way back way back y'all I want to Go Back...back in the time Bring it down Way Hey Let it ride, let it ride Hey... Hey Way back, way back y'all