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Back in the day, 1986
Me and Mad Mike putting records in the mix
Doing party after party, high schools that jam
Back before the Glock was king and brothers fought like men
Making demo after demo, tryna come up quick
It's funny how niggas treat you when you ain't got shit
But now I kept on 'cause pops told me never to let
Anybody in the way of where I'm trying to get
It was me and DR, freaking with the funk
Jerrick in the Jetta had the system in the trunk
And it was on, Friday nights, the party's jumping
Summertime hits, had the speakers straight bumping
And believe, even though we had no loot
Everybody knew that we was 'fence to come up soon
I still remember them days, they was crazy but now they gone
Ain't nothing like it used to be before, back in the day
Back in the days, back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
In the days, in the days
1990, Fresh out of college
Public Enemy is hitting niggas up with knowledge
And I love it 'cause without them, there would be no me
Took a trip down to Oakland, heard the minister speak
Fell deep in and shortly I was N.O.Y
Forever down for my people 'til the day that I die
That's when "The Devil Made Me Do It" was made, I still remember
The days, still remember the rage and I was into
Every day building, trying to be much more
Took a trip down to Cuba, met Assata Shakur
Had dinner with Fidel, talked about hard times
And how America is steady trying to destroy mines
And when I got back, it seemed much clearer to me
And when my cousin went to war, he was only nineteen
I still remember them days, they was crazy but now they gone
Ain't nothing like it used to be before, back in the day
Back in the days, back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
In the days, in the days
1992 And I'm sour inside
'Cause a couple homies passed away before their time
And even though I'm moving units, doing better than most
It ain't the same 'cause I still feel pain and I'm trying to cope
And every day it's getting clearer to me
'Cause if it ain't guns or drugs, it's the pigs and HIV
And now I'm looking for a way to try and fight it back
But see, it's voting time and now you wanna ban rap
Thought I was fucked, playing by your rules
Sleeping With the Enemy was album number two
Let's take a look around and see which one of y'all got the balls to
Put me out, here's a middle finger up for all y'all
Tripped for a minute but before too long
A young brother said "fuck it" and a label was born
I still remember them days, it was crazy but now they gone
Ain't nothing like it used to be, but yo, now it's '94
And I'm serving, album number three
How many fake, wanna-be G's do I see?
Now we back to the days of the nigga and the bitch
No deposit, no return, it's a trip, I check my grip
And realize that it's all in your mind
Motherfuck you and that fake gangster shit
I stays righteous and serve 'em with a dose of the truth
Get a clue, monkey see, monkey do, back in the day
Back in the days, back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
In the days, in the days, back-back in the days
Back in the days, back-back-back-back in the days
In the days, in the days
