DIVISION - Back In The Day lyrics

rate me

(feat. Dana Dane)

[Intro: little girl]

One, two, we comin' for you

Cuffie Crime Family, -- for you

One, two, we comin' for you

Cuffie Crime Family, is comin' for you

[Chorus: Freemurda (sample)]

Back in the day, before I was a gangsta

Before I had a two-way, before I had haters

(What we gonna do right here is go back

Go-go-go back, go-go-go back)

[Dana Dane]

Back in the day, it's been a while since I've been a child

But even then, I had impeccable style

Chugalug, chugalug, three dice in a cup

Yo, put down one, you can pick up four bucks

What you know about that, or being in front the building

Stick ball, punch ball, parents give to children

Before the New York Lotto, a dollar and a dream

Runnin' illegal numbers, got young Dane cream

That's when Puma and Fila was hot in the streets

I had British and Valley, wallabies on the feet

God bless Biggie and that nigga Jermaine

But nobody had the Gucci frames before Dana Dane

That when hip hop was young and so was I

You better do what you can now, cuz time flies by

Fort Green original, Dana Dane the original

Kangol Crew, '83, respect the original

[Chorus]

[Freemurda]

Yo, 1982, I came through

August, I burst out my moms womb

There goes a gangsta from out a dark room

C.C.F., ain't a cartoon

On Friday, man this is Cuffie Crime Fam

We supply yay', we move like the highway

Real fast, I'm try'nna see some real cash

Become made like Billy Bath

Back in the days, my niggas would post up

Adidas suits, my goons was roped up

Before I had to go to school wit a bow-cut

Where the whole class laughed, I had to go nuts

Came back to school wit Dirty's rope chain

Rockin', no white tee wit no name

Wit my face on it, that's about to go to post

Wit my face on it, put your cake on it

[Shacronz]

Before I got dough or had a hot flow

I used to sip Calvin coolers rock a leases and lottos

Back flips made mud pies, live the hard one

Five sixty N.V., Ty Teeney, tart one

Suck togas out of turn styles wit straws

Blues jams forced through rocks of the roof kick doors

Made my verse buckin' Key Food packin' bags

Takin' bites from the heist, jackin' mags

Grabbin' ass, no chicks like me

Stole cars out of parking lots, to see me wasn't likely

Swept hair in barbershops, summer jobs at Mr. Carter spot

Or go to Miss Cooper, work for housing wit the super'

Fort Green wreck, high energy, breathe team

Calvin Klein, AJ, Wranglers and Lee Jeans

"Go back - go back - go-go-go-go-go back"

[Chorus x2]

"Go back" [scratched until the end]