Childhood

[Verse 1]
I was raised in [?], born in Brooklyn
I looked in the eyes of these cowards and hooked them
And knocked them off of they two feet I dropped 'em
Hopped in those cars with the two seats I locked them
Popped 'em, the kids that was too beat I boxed em
My clique was only too deep I had to watch them
Who what? you talking to me, my boy plaques 'em
Back then was EPMD, Kane and Rakim
Slick Rick, KRS-One stayed in the top 10
Before that Run-DMC and [?]
I had a dream and I might before, all the girls used to say [?]
And I used to say back girl I like your tone
You're a precious little stone that I'd like to own
Now since [?] I been writing these raps
And perform in the clubs started fighting back for [?]

[Chorus]
Back in those days, not [?] back
Keeping my faith all over the track
Back in those days, the tension still were raised
Keeping my promise, I'm digging my way back

[Verse 2]
This is broke of life is I need another game
I brings [?] and manifest the hurricane
My thoughts reign if not the mind's eyes
Tried to catch up without wings and [?]
So I rap on the track and dial guys
To see what you act, look back without eyes
The ones rewind and you can full sight
If you lose some boy you learn from the lost fight
Use every memory [?] energy
Then eventually you'll see what's coming like telepathy
[?] wants to be the future heard the past of remedy
Monumental treasury and find integrity
Remember C, and your mind at time that was heavenly
An entity, praying far memory and melody
So one of days long keep blazing on
Cuz the music will make time it's like your favorite song

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I'm watching new jacks city dreams of holding the hammers
I ask my mama for a sandwich, peanut butter banana
She has to throw the jelly out, kids is acting jelly now
Cops has [?] now, and made us try to sell me out
I had a doberman pinchering his [?] with us
I never thought I'd catch a felonies for selling drugs
First time sucker feel switch to two hands touched
18 birthday 2 hands 2 handcuffs
Grow me a stuff I deal with
Feeling a track, eager at the gas station stabbed in the back
Kids starting like you got my back I got yours
Smoking fat one to the head then I fell on the floor
We used to be trick or treat and now I got label meetings
King don King Kong and I'm ice creamin'
Never had a job, stacking juke box was a new hobbyx
Before [?] he caught two bodies

[Chorus]