I wanna go back I wanna go back Uhh 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 We were the Funky Fresh Crew when i DJ'ed But what a shock it was to be on the set Comin from a nice home, now livin in the project No regrets cause I learned alot, And I earned alot in the parking lot. Doin dirt for the OG's slangin rocks They used to call me that little white kid who could rock On the 2 turntables and that aint no fable Watchin Eddie Murphy instead of Clark Gable My whole life style switched haas Puttin in hours at the 76 car wash But I could never wait for them weekends to come (dum ditty dum, ditty, ditty dum, dum) Boom, boom the base went On the turntables fuckin it up in Dukes basement Groove times production we kept the jams jumpin Open up your ears, I'm trin to tell you somethin And give some love back to those that love me 206 Court street and my second mom Tracey Little Keesha and Cole, my mellow Bo, and my home girl Flow Doc Relm C used to buy me some Kept my tables at his crib when it wasen't in the clubs Tom Whitts and Mike Shaffer Used to give me rides and buy me groceries When I didn't have no papers. and I'm grateful for this Sometimes I look back and it's these times I miss Makin demo's on my old four track Sometimes I can't help but think "I wanna go back" I wanna go back, back in the time I wanna go ( I wanna go) back I wanna go way back, way back ya I wanna 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 D to the cool ass mothers. And my brother Dimdada And for the hommies that aint here I still got a lotta love I wanna go back, way back, And change things and bring y'all back I pour a tear out for y'all I'm singin i saw the light from my cousin Paul Life brings alot of tradgety I look around at times and it's so sad to see. A waisted life, or a broken home. But all I can do is take care of my own I feel so alone like a strainger And sometimes I express my love through my anger And I've lost alot of friends for this. Black Man, T-Bone, Ernest, KDC, and Chris And the rest of the Beach Crew I aint sayin that I'm wrong but I still got love for you Cause I remember how it used to be Make way mother fucker Beach Crews in the party. To the right, to the left Me Black Man, and Funk Daddy, Deaf Steph And sometimes I feel blessed for sure To have been a part of one of raps last great tours. Ice Cube, Too Short, Dee Nice Yo yo Kid Rock and it dont stop, I wanna go back I wanna go back, back in the time I wanna go (I wanna go) back I wanna go way back, way back ya I wanna go back, back in the time I remember little Robert, cause I stayed with him I used to go and see Campbell when I needed a trim And when times got grim and it seemed that I lost my way I used to go and get blown out with Ravae Bumpin shoulders and slappin hands