Focus... - Back When lyrics

[Rapper Big Pooh - Intro] Bout to bring you back, way back.. Back into time..hah Let's have fun with it ("Sound.. without focus, is just.. noise.") [Focus] I miss back when times were innocent Dudes would knuckle up when it's time to get into it Only ice we rock, was Italian Icee's Lemon with the little wooden spoons A bowl of Captain Crunch, with your favorite cartoons We all went in the living room and had the biggest TV Momma playin records, there were no iTunes or CDs Uh, but we still love the way it sound Got the speaker out the window for kids at the playground You better listen up and do what "Simon Say" now Then we'll cop a couple quart of waters in the corner store Couple Now & Laters too, cap guns, water guns Tag you're it, better run - bases on the front stoop Hydrant on, ev'rybody on the block havin fun And the only thing we play ("Hip-Hop") Back when it was just rhyme and just drums and a REAL DJ Red light, green light, 1-2-3 mic - Check in the park, gettin power from the streetlight Breakdance battle was our version of street fights Pop locks to floor works, graffiti was our work And we go to the whole hood, all blocks - Lawn Ave East Main to Con Ave. when CT was all GOOD! [DJ cuts and scratches] [Phonte] Uh...yo, moms was broke, we ain't have no credit So we just moved to the hood, where all the kids would Play "Hide and Go-Get-It" I think that was the makings of my back-girl fetish Usta mess around wit this chick Tameeka 5th Grade, already had titties big as the teacher's First day of school, n***as starched they knees up And wouldn't shoot ball so they ain't scratch they sneaks up Blow Pops a nick away And on picture day, n***as wear the same suit they got for Easter Summer vacation we would go to The Spot Or go down to the park, and get that good free "Lunch-in-the-Box" Wit our shorts on extra loose Gettin good wit the lunch lady, try to get a extra juice When I say them was the days - it's true! [Rapper Big Pooh] I got my play clothes on, school clothes off Streetlights made everybody run home Goin through puberty, every young boy grown And chase down girls that we wanted to hump If the swimming pool's closed, then we runnin the pump Jungle Juice, quart of water, drinks already drunk Went bowling, went skating, went go-kart ridin Mama had just enough when it came to providin SPAM in the can, welfare cheese No-name peanut bu*ter, "Can we borrow bread, PLEASE?" Never had a need or a want for anythang New school year came, that's when we got fresh Only a few times where we try to impress Cause after two weeks, we all lookin a mess Medallions and stop watches I will rock on my chest - YES!! [DJ cuts and scratches]