Hip-hop, man, just where do I start?At 11 years of age, you infiltrated my heartNas and Farooq, the world came on BETI knew my career path, I had to be an MCThat was in 96, and I was barely a teenWhen Tupac was shot in Vegas, forever changing the sceneRemembering where I was, I found it hard to believeMachiavelli was really gone, I found it hard to conceiveIn the middle of the map, we listened to all kindsBone Thugs, Dog Pound, Common Busta RhymesFamilies from the South, our subwoofers were yeThe Outkast, UGK, Ball, and MJGNo limit cash money, we loved the triple six thugsMemphis 10, Berk Crunk, and it was starting to buzz96 to 99, I still remember the daysI fell in love with hip-hop in the last golden ageHey!Playin' outside till we came no moreHad to be hung up on the lights, come onBurnin' cartoons on a Saturday morningHow I wish that I could know that one more timeGet on the cover of a vibe with five mics in the sourceRap City became the source, MTV Raps ran its courseLately staples with it, miss, before you dieD.V.R.Stuffed paper in old tapes, that's the way to recordOn my raggedy VCR, I'd hoard money for lunchTo go and buy the CDs, I really wanted that muchFriend gave me Warren G, that's my first CDMy mama would screenplay and regulate on repeatMy cousin had every album separated by coastsMade me study MCs, which stimulated my growthRumpet Riders, Wu-Tang, Razzcast, do or dieLost Biggie and Darren Cry, yet Jay-Z had arrivedTruly a special era, music helped me surviveThrough the pressure of music, I was able to do what I wantedIn middle school, hip-hop kept me in lineIn a home with no siblings, hip-hop music was mineJust follow me back in time, nine six through nine nineHeyPlaying outside till we came homeBack, back, back, back in the dayHad to be home before the lights come onBack, back, back, back in the dayGot a part two on a Saturday morningBack, back, back, back in the dayHow I wish that I could know that one more timeBack, back, back, back in the dayTake me back once moreTake me back againTake me back to whenTake me back to thenNot a worry at allThe music couldn't resolveNot a problem that I hadThe music couldn't resolveYour favorites on Bumble AloudFrom the dope boy carsThey driving up to the parkTo show them off to the courtPenny, candy, teen sportsPassing letters alongIn the class under the deskSadness stays goneThey don't have to bePairing outside till we came homeBack, back, back, back in the dayHad to be home before the lights come onWhen you were back, back, back, back in the dayThere were cartoons on a Saturday morningBack, back, back, back in the dayHow I wish that I could go back one more timeBack, back, back, back in the dayPlaying on the side of the train on the trainHad to be the one with all the lights going onThere were cartoons on a Saturday morningHow I wish that I could go back one more timeBack, back, back, back in the dayWhat do you want to do tonight?I don't know. What do you like?