Mark B - Back in the Day lyrics

[scratching] What do you think of that? Have you anything else to say [Mark B] Yes I remember when rapping was considered just a phase Trying to search for a deal was like walking through a maze Back in the days Labels couldn't comprehend the mission So we've remained underground Displaying for those who listen Yes Everyweek we held a jam entertainers were live We had rappers and dj's performing all through the night Records were spun back and forth and the crowds were withit It was all about the sk**s no image or gimmicks Graf writers were spraying and dj's were playing Records while breakers were breaking Only my ears were aching Cos the music as loud the place to be was the south It was the same in the north the east and the west Hip hoppers were everywhere, many with fear From the evidence is clear that our time is near [scratching] I remember it clearly like it was yesterday Ingrained in my mind how they all used to say It was nothing more than a fad Just some kids having some fun Graffiti on the walls and we'd only begun House parties every Saturday Crews use to gather wearing wetsuits and kangols To prove who was the baddest The centre of the floor was the stage for battling Occasional fights would break out Cos what was happening Was kids were getting excited when the moves were bad Twenty years later and you wish you had Half the sk** half the knack to build from scratch Half the will half the knack the thrill to steal We persisted for. those who missed it Bodies for body poppers were robotic and twisted Rhymers were gifted crowds were lifted As they witnessed a performance of a lifetime [scratching] I used to hide behind the speakers and rhyme my nuts off Cuts were never soft and crowds were going off Competitions were held Baggy bags and psychs Organised the events handed us the mic's Be an mc merlyn rip stage for stage and never got paid The feeling was great as we slaved Competition was none the audience left stunned I used to rap I used to beat box afraid of none Dj's were starlight with joel and chris Tony and val and seb and the jams were bliss It was heaven in the making there for the takin So we took it and ever since been hooked to it Like addicts to cigarettes A combination of decks Vocal orchestral effects The rhyme connects x2