I was, raised in Irvington born in Brooklyn
I looked in the eyes of these covards n hooked em
N knockt em of they two feet i dropped em
Hoped in those cars with the two seats
I locked em, poped them
The kids that was to beat i boxed them
My click was only to deep i had to watch them
Who what you talking to me, my boy *clackton?*
Back then was EPMD, Kayne n *rock kem?*, Slick Rick
Cared us once stayed in top 10
Before that Run D.M.C n *up rocky?* Yep
I had a dream n the microphone
All the girls yous'd to say Jerome i like your pome
And then i jused to say back girl i like your tone
Your a precious little stone that i'd like to own
Now, since the lad i've been writin these raps
I'd preform in the clubs starting figthing it back for dough
Back in those days, now ringing in back
Keepin my faith, how long i try
Oh back in those days the temptaitons were riased
Keeping my promise, im digging my way back
"My way back..."
This is broken life i need another game
My brian has gone to hard and manifest the hurrycane
My thoughts rain, if not the mind dies
You try to catch up without wings n time flies
So i rap on the track n doupt wise
To see what you at, look back without eyes
The whine for mine then you gain full sight
If you loose a boy you gotta learn from the lost fight
Choose every memory like hidden energy
Then eventuality you'll se what's comin likte telephaty
A sumplexaty recipe the future hurt the past 'n remedy
Monumental tresury n fine integrity
Remember see in your mind a time that was heavenly
An entady real fine memory n molody
So when the days are long keep blazing on
Cuz the music we make time is like your favourite song
Back in those days, now ringing in back
Keepin my faith, how long i try
Oh back in those days the temptaitons were riased
Keeping my promise, im digging my way back
"My way back..."
I watch a new Jack CD dreams is holdin the hammers
I ask my momma for a sandwitch, peanut bu*ter bananas
She had to, throw the jelly out, kids is actin jelly now
Cops tap my celly now, them haters try to sell me out
I had a *dopeman pincher?* and his aim was us
I never thougt id catch a felonys for sellin d**
First time soccer feild, sitch to two hand touch
18'th birthday two hands, two handcuffs
Grown man stuffs im dealing with, feelin the track
Egeer at the head station, got stabbed in the back
Kid stuff like you got my back i got yours
Smokin fat one to the head, then i fell in the floor
We used to be trick or treatin now i got label meatings
King dome, king cone and im ice-creaming
Never had a job, stacking chewbacks wast the new hobby
Fought Mike *roarse?* 8'the grade he caught two bodies
Back in those days, now ringing in back
Keepin my faith, how long i try
Oh back in those days the temptaitons were riased
Keeping my promise, im digging my way back
"My way back..."