think back) (think back) As we go back... [VERSE 1: Buckshot] 1981 - the first year rap begun The first time I saw a backwards spun I was in my living room
So I hollar, using MC's as Rhodes Scholars I don't bother playing Godfather I'd rather just jam like Bambaataa, give me room like the Ramada I gotta go
chug-a-lug thug from Geriga Order champagne, can't buy me love Just Cali's and the Moet drown in the clutch All in the ass like a rubber glove Let
ground Huhh hows about a broken jaw It's Keith Murray and I'm comin' in with the raw metaphors [Hook:] When I'm alone in my room Sometimes I stare at
sayin, "Why me Lord?" -- folks thinkin I'ma die soon I just tell em keep seekin, but when they sleepin I be concealed up in my room, knowin that it could
noon sayin, "Why me Lord?" -- folks thinkin I'ma die soon I just tell em keep seekin, but when they sleepin I be concealed up in my room, knowin that