Kalamiti - Way Back Play Back

Yeah let's take em back
Back on that 90's vibe on this one
When I was a little boy
They couldn't tell me nothin
Head up in the clouds cause
I was always up to something
Anything but school work is all
I ever had my gloves in
Teachers say it's cause at home
There wasn't any lovin
Disrupting lessons
I was always in and out detention
Writing lines and doing time
Did little in corrections
I would get so bored
I'd find it hard to pay attention
Plus at home there was no peace
From all the fights and tension
You think I'd get suspended
And that would be the end of it
Call me a degenerate
I was outta my element
But I was smart
I'd ace the tests and they'd tell me I was gifted
But only if I applied myself
Then I'd do something with it
I never had an interest
In being part of the system
I knew that I was different
Since a youngin' I'd resist em
Get home I'd be in trouble
And momma took my 64
Got in another scuffle
And gave em back what he hit me for
Sometimes it's fun for me to take a
Way back, play back
Look back those times we used to
Hate that, hate that
But now I know that I would never
Change that, change that
Nothin' in the world would make me
Trade that, trade that
Sometimes it's fun for me to take a
Way back, play back
Look back those times we used to
Hate that, hate that
But now I know that I would never
Change that, change that
Nothin' in the world would make me
Trade that, trade that
Here we go again
Kicked outta class for talkin back
Cause I would always question the lessons
What's wrong with that
Gotta beat the bully's home
That's why I'm walking fast
Me and the homie packing scizzors
For his ginger spotted ass
Yesterday he pushed me in the mud
And took my pokemon
Today I'll kick him in his dick
That little prick that he's strokin' on
I'm camped out on his block
Makin' sure that his folks aren't home
Fuck is that his grandma
I guess that he ain't home alone
I could never understand
How these kids would get the coolest shit
I'd always get so jealous
When they would get to school with it
Me and my buddies
You could call us a bunch of hooligans
The way we'd fight and scrap shake hands
And then we fuckin cool again
After school we'd grab our bikes
And hit our little hide out
Porno mags and cigarettes
Prayin our moms don't find out
Till Scotty showed us matches
And there's smoke up in the sky now
Then momma beat our asses
So bad we'd wish for a time out
Sometimes it's fun for me to take a
Way back, play back
Look back those times we used to
Hate that, hate that
But now I know that I would never
Change that, change that
Nothin' in the world would make me
Trade that, trade that
Sometimes it's fun for me to take a
Way back, play back
Look back those times we used to
Hate that, hate that
But now I know that I would never
Change that, change that
Nothin' in the world would make me
Trade that, trade that
I would always act out
In an attempt to impress the ladies
I remember there was this one girl
Her name something crazy
I forgot it
But this chick would always play me
I did everything I could
But this bitch would never date me
I was naive
While she was off with someone shady
Or with some rich boy
Driving daddy's 98 Mercedes
High school girls
Can be the meanest people in the world
So if you gettin' played
Don't play the game of evil little girls
Growin' up my family
Never ever had no money
But I always knew
That there would be something in my tummy
There was always a roof
Even if there was no heat
Even if my mom's
Losing her mind emotionally
I'm sure she cried her tears at night
When no one can see
But I'm sure my parents proud
Of the man that I've grown to be
So take me back
To skatin' wild ollying the curb
Rippin it with my boys
We thought we prolly ran the world
Sometimes it's fun for me to take a
Way back, play back
Look back those times we used to
Hate that, hate that
But now I know that I would never
Change that, change that
Nothin' in the world would make me
Trade that, trade that
Sometimes it's fun for me to take a
Way back, play back
Look back those times we used to
Hate that, hate that
But now I know that I would never
Change that, change that
Nothin' in the world would make me
Trade that, trade that

Written by:
William Beasley

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