Back When
Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 10:39 am
[VERSE 1]
Let me take you to a place, wit pain and heartaches/
before rappers acted hard and fake, start the tape/
back when I was a young individual, dumb criminal/
open ya mind peep the visual/
back when it was about speaking ya mind/
preaching a line, not teaching a crime/
we used to hit the street blocks/
listen to our elders on the corners flowin while they mans beat boxed/
back when it was true shit, not this new shit/
made a blueprint ta change the game and ima pursue it/
till I succeed, wont stop till the pen bleed/
and those rappin about shootin aint even men ta me/
cant even cross the path of this underground wrath/
go ahead attempt and watch the whole world laugh/
back when it was truth in the vocal booth/
take perspective the words of a local youth
[CHORUS]
I cant let Hip-Hop fade, Hip-Hop change/
Hip-Hop lose meaning in the game/
so ima take you back when it was real Hip-Hop/
Juice said it best I cant let em steal Hip-Hop
[VERSE 2]
Back when underground battling decided whos best/
if victory was accomplished you won and past the test/
now its all about vest and tec-9s/
what happened to taking to the stage if an emcee disrespect mines/
back when it wasn't about who had the most money/
you wouldn't change who you were/
how would you look ta your fam now/
how would you look ta your fans now, wit a wack sound/
now, the worst rapper wont even back down/
what are we teaching kids these days/
when the ones they look up to is living in criminal ways/
that's way all these youngsters wanna be gangstas on the street/
but don't know the first thing about it may they rest in peace/
Hip-Hop aint ready for death, fight don't die, we gotta survive/
so ima take you back when the greats were still alive/
fakes weren't telling lies, if you tried, you still couldn't break my pride
Let me take you to a place, wit pain and heartaches/
before rappers acted hard and fake, start the tape/
back when I was a young individual, dumb criminal/
open ya mind peep the visual/
back when it was about speaking ya mind/
preaching a line, not teaching a crime/
we used to hit the street blocks/
listen to our elders on the corners flowin while they mans beat boxed/
back when it was true shit, not this new shit/
made a blueprint ta change the game and ima pursue it/
till I succeed, wont stop till the pen bleed/
and those rappin about shootin aint even men ta me/
cant even cross the path of this underground wrath/
go ahead attempt and watch the whole world laugh/
back when it was truth in the vocal booth/
take perspective the words of a local youth
[CHORUS]
I cant let Hip-Hop fade, Hip-Hop change/
Hip-Hop lose meaning in the game/
so ima take you back when it was real Hip-Hop/
Juice said it best I cant let em steal Hip-Hop
[VERSE 2]
Back when underground battling decided whos best/
if victory was accomplished you won and past the test/
now its all about vest and tec-9s/
what happened to taking to the stage if an emcee disrespect mines/
back when it wasn't about who had the most money/
you wouldn't change who you were/
how would you look ta your fam now/
how would you look ta your fans now, wit a wack sound/
now, the worst rapper wont even back down/
what are we teaching kids these days/
when the ones they look up to is living in criminal ways/
that's way all these youngsters wanna be gangstas on the street/
but don't know the first thing about it may they rest in peace/
Hip-Hop aint ready for death, fight don't die, we gotta survive/
so ima take you back when the greats were still alive/
fakes weren't telling lies, if you tried, you still couldn't break my pride