Pacewon & Mr. Green - My God lyrics

[Verse 1: Pacewon] It was all a dream Faith and BIG up in the limousine Back then Wu-Tang had Dropped C.R.E.A.M The Source Magazine was Vital I remember back then it was like the Hip Hop Bible Nas got 5 mics so did Brand Nubian, Tribe Called Quest, Rakim, Ice Cube and them And De La Soul had a graceful flow they sampled Hall & Oats and made Say No Go These memories are a thing of the past but I remember RedMan got a four and a half Masta Ace got a three and a half, I start spazzing I always thought his "Slaughtahouse" album was a cla**ic Just like Das EFX album, it was blasting Out every jeep and car that drove pa**ing Onyx first album was purely engenius Your girl s**ing on a next brother's penis [Hook] I remember, it was hard Times when my father didn't have a job But music was still right there making me nod So I reminisce over you, my god I remember, it was hard Times when my father didn't have a job But music was still right there making me nod So I reminisce over you, my god [Verse 2: Pacewon] Adina Howard, S-W-V If you don't know, ask the next brother you see Sisters With Voices, the other one is a freak If you're my age and you don't know Then you're a geek Tha Liks was drunk off O.E I was pumping Prince Po, Pharoahe Monch and O.C And Common Sense, before his goatee Just Ice, Nice & Smooth and Easy Mo Bee Jazzy Joyce, Sweet Tee and Special Ed When they play, "I Got It Made" I can't keep a level head The Bricks will keep rocking Yes, yes, we'll keep rocking it If you don't know what it is Put a sock in it B-Boys, working it out But pop locking it Dropping it, the culture lives on There's no stopping it Even when we pa** on They'll keep copping it Even when they start to charge more They'll keep swapping it [Hook] [Verse 3: Pacewon] 2011, Pacewon jumps up on the scene With his team and his partner, Mr. Green Even caramel sundaes are getting touched Scooped in my ice cream truck I was a fiend before I became a teen I worked this flow Now I'm a pro just like Kurtis Blow And Mr. Green is like the Grandmaster, Flash You never seen no hands faster He reminds me of the Grand Wizzard, Theodore French vanilla chicks say "mi amore" We are more like Busta mixed with the Arsonists Mixed with the Ra, Cash Money & Marvelous Mixed with Run, The Jungle Brothers And mixed with a little Public Enemy and Souls of Mischief A little Lords of Underground, Pun, in my mind I used to turn back in the days way up in my ride [Hook] *Scratching "my god" and "reminisce over you"*