Old Thing Back

[Intro: Lamont Dozier]
Sometimes I feel like
There's no use in trying
Why can't I face the fact
We've lost what we'll never get back
I don't know where
Where did we go wrong
I say I'm leaving but
My feelings are too strong
And baby, you know

[Chorus: Lydia Caesar, Lamont Dozier and together]
You want that old thing back
That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow
You want that old thing back
That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul
You want that old thing back
That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!)
No baby (Hey! Ho!)
I ain't going nowhere (Hey!)

[Verse 1: Chris Rivers]
I met this girl when I was six years old
The thing I loved most, she had de la soul and spirit
Knowing the difference between hoes and women
Flow so different, had bae once like Hov go near her
She kept on passing me by, that girl is poison
Became a thorn in my side, I guess it's roses
What you think yo' shit smell like, I ain't no outcast
But I couldn't outlast so the shit went south fast
But I see you out back, no steakhouse
House at yo' [?]
But it's no biggie, you was juicy, used to use your words
Had to sit down with ya, Bonita Applebum
And know you're feeling more like takeout, can't make out, just make out
Still not a player though, never learned to take it slow
First you did some twister, then you learned to take a bone
A couple thugs had harmony, I never learned to stay alone
Got [?], see, I really wanna take you home

[Chorus: Lydia Caesar, Lamont Dozier and together]
You want that old thing back
That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow
You want that old thing back
That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul
You want that old thing back
That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!)
No baby (Hey! Ho!)
I ain't going nowhere (Hey!)

[Verse 2: Chris Rivers]
I miss you like my favorite song, I just hope you play along
When the train fell off the tracks, you pick it up and pick it up
You pick it up and bounce back, told me all about that
You never was a saint, you told me how to cook crack
Then gave me ten commandments how to push that
Kept the book back when knowledge never was a hoodrat
You told ebonics now
But getting looked at you never keep it honest
Getting lured to hell for that thing, I admit it, I was honored
But girl, it hurts to see you like this
It hurts to even write this, your worth is not a side chick's
Your birth was in the projects, you gave so many projects
You always had a set list to uplift and now you set trip
You jump ship and landed on a yacht, forgot all that you got
Now you'd rather be a thot than a queen, Latifah
I was gonna clean my room but then I seen the reefer
Seen the leader [?]

[Chorus: Lydia Caesar, Lamont Dozier and together]
You want that old thing back
That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow
You want that old thing back
That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul
You want that old thing back
That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!)
No baby (Hey! Ho!)
I ain't going nowhere (Hey!)

[Verse 3: Chris Rivers]
I felt untouchable in love with you, see we could box the Huxtables
Eat lunchables and grab some kid Caprisuns and chug a few
In touch with you and touching you like hugging you, these other dudes
Been running through fucking you, comfortable with nothing new
You scene switching, you lean sipping, you seem different
You queen killing and king stealing and clean hitting these licks
But never seen spitting, ain't about all the skills, just about what is real
It's like you made a 180 but double that was the deal
Remember I was young and had a little john and still you made me smash
Sugar, sugar, how'd you get so fly? No Baby Bash
Never had protection, I just pulled out
Where'd you get ejections where the slick ricks get ruled out
A place with no place for what we used to be
Hope you take the scrutiny and realize that you screwed with me
M.O.P. the brewery, the spilled milk alluded me
I still feel like the coolest breeze, I hope you find a use for me

[Chorus: Lydia Caesar, Lamont Dozier and together]
You want that old thing back
That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow
You want that old thing back
That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul
You want that old thing back
That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!)
No baby (Hey! Ho!)
I ain't going nowhere (Hey!)

[Outro: Lamont Dozier]
Sometimes I feel like
There's no use in trying
Why can't I face the fact
We've lost what we'll never get back
I don't know where
Where did we go wrong
I say I'm leaving but
My feelings are too strong