Cause I remember way back when
  Got kicked out the crib and had a place to stay in the Clem
  With some friends George and Jay
  It was a funky fresh crew and I'd DJ
  What a shock it was to be on the steps
  Comin from a nice home now livin in the projects
  No regrets cause I learned alot
  And I earned alot in the parking lot
  Doin dirt for the O.Gs slangin rock
  They used to call me that little white kid
  Who could rock on the two turntables
  And that aint no fable
  Watchin' Eddie Murphy instead of Clark Gable
  My whole life style switched Hoss
  Puttin in hours at the 76 car wash
  But I could never wait for them weekends to come
  Dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum
  Boom, chick boom, the bass went
  On turntables fuckin it up in Duke's basement
  Groove time productions, we kept the jam jumpin
  Open up your ears Im tryin to tell you somethin
  And give some love back to those who loved me
  206 Court street and my second mom Tracy
  Little Keesha and Cole
  My mellow blow, and my homegirl Flo
  Rock round see, you could find me some
  But I kept my tables in the crib when I wasnt in the club
  Tom Rich and Mike Shafer used to give me rides
  And buy me groceries when I didn't have no paper
  And Im grateful for this
  Sometimes I look back and it's these times I miss
  Making demos on my old four track
    Sometimes I cant help but think, I Wanna Go Back I Wanna Go Back [x2]
    Got kicked out again for bein fly
  Got invited to stay with Tony and Eli
  An' they treated me like brothers
  R-I-P to their cool ass mother
  An my brother din dada
  For the homies up here I still gotta lot of love
  I wanna go back, way back
  To change things and bring y'all back
  Im pourin beer out for y'all
  Im singin I saw the light from my cousin Paul
  Life brings alot of tragedy
  I look around at times and its so sad to see
  A wasted life, or a broken home
  But all I can do is take care of my own
  I feel so alone like a stranger
  But sometimes I express my love through my anger
  And I lost alot of friends for this
  Blackman, T-Bone, Ernest KDC, and Chris
  And the rest of the Beast crew
  I aint sayin that Im awe, but I still got love for you
  Cause I remember how it used to be
  Make way motherfuckers beast crew's in the party
  To the right and to the left
  Many black men and Funk Daddy Def Stef
  Cause sometimes I feel blessed for sure
  To a been a part of one of raps last great tours
  Ice Cube, Too Short, D-Nice, yo yo
  Kid Rock and it don't stop
    I Wanna Go Back [x3]
    I remember litte Robert, cause I stayed with him
  I used ta go and see Campbell, when I need a trim
  And when times got grim and I lost my way,
  I used to get blown of with Reve
  Bumpin' shoulders and slappin' hands
  Willie Knight had a disco, right in his basement man
  Them New Haven jams
  Me and Blackman running crazy scams,
  Not a black or white thing, a wrong or right thing
  Just makin' that money, and pullin them honies
  Spandex shorts and the halter tops
  Slanging them rocks, runnin' from the cops
  The only white kid walkin' round on the block,
  Cruisin' in Amp's low ridin' ragtop
  Go see Howard for what ya need
  Underage buyin' forties and bags of weed
  Late night liquor from Bubba Coles
  People used to say, Rock you got soul
  Had a studio budget from the cocaine loot
  Chuck D and Murph were the original three
  Now Richard D and Cracker are down with me
  I got a studio record and a taste of fame
  But when I roll throught the Clem it's all the same
  Even though things change, you know I ain't forgot
  Cause the love from the past gave birth to Kid Rock
  But it's hard to go back to the things I knew
  Cause ta me life a have now lives for two
    Yeah, and that's where I'm at
  I wanna go back [x3]
    Let it ride, let it ride
  way back, uh-huh