Представляем точный текст композиции "Who (Part 1)" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Joe Budden . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Who (Part 1)» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Joe Budden передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Joe Budden - "Who (Part 1)"
Lyrics to Who (Part 1) : Joey! Lets go back in the days before your present Back when it was a little more pleasent Before I knew this rap shit would ever lure me in Lets go back like Mike Fox in the Delorean Back in the day shit, back to the basics When brass knuckles used to leave a nigga face ticked Its back to the Diadoras and the Asics Its back to the New Editon and The Take 6 Im Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethin Lets go way back if you able to do the math yeah Im talkin bout the pool table in the cafe yeah When the strip was introduce to Paruiqo Commodore 64 and Coleco Not back to Cali back to the valley Back to dapadere yall back to Ballys Back before Puma and Stange Before Zhane and go a little further back to Kwame Damn we came a long way Im Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop' I remeber break dancin cardboards and backflips The royal blue and the orange Patricks Wudnt like you homo suckas I had the low top Converse cause I could change my logos color I remember way back when every clan was stylin Flava Flav clocks and X-Clan medallions In class see a girl you glance at her Pass her a note do you like me' Circle a answer Im Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethin Winters not the best time warm it up Kane had came through The eight ball jackets and Columbia Rain suits We aint pay minds to the length of our chains Transformers was a dance Decepticons was a gang Yall Im talkin bout sheep skins Talkin bout wearn two pair of jeans when moms gave me a beatin After school three o clock we was able to fight Park dibs yall two turn tables and mike like Im Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethin What about when Public Enemy came out and they dropped a classic Or the Pee-Wee Herman and the Roger Rabbit And the nerds took our tests and they passed em for us Back to the roof top back to latin quarters The olds schools new school now its the same ol Its back to Filas, gazelles and Kangos Its back to 40 ounces back to OE Not back to rope chains but back to Gold teeth I was the class clown just snappin at cats Lets go back to the [' ] with the matchin hats Remember the Real Roxanne remember all [' ] Remember Kool Moe Dee remember Lord Finesse I bumped Run-D.M.C. almost every weekend The Bronx and Queensbridge just couldnt stop beefin Kept it on wax they aint have to pack heat Back to Ron Zee tapes back to Black Sheep Im Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethin Come on say it with me Im talkin old Bobby Brown before he [' ] Whitney I used bring all my touys in the tub with me A snotty nose kid eatin boogers It was Ultimate Warrior and Jimmy Fly Snooka on Sometimes I read scriptures like Psalms maybe And I didnt wanna go to church but my moms made me TV made me laugh I remember night rider cause Kit used to save his ass Lets go back to spoonin back to Black Moon and Back to when wrestlin had its own cartoon and They used to sleep on us now they demand us Will smith told parents they just cant understand us Back to playin the dozens Back to humpin our prettiest girl cousin Psyche! Im buggin. NWA was simply known Let get back on the block Im talkin Quincy Jones I gotta Jones yall Im Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethin Lets go back before I burned the booth When Tevin Campbell was Ill before the whole world learned the truth Hip hop had a message then dudes was droppin I never got what I wanted on back to school shoppin Think about, used to be about shit That was back when I still got easter outfits We all grew up all older folks Its more than just music its a culture folks We Number one, one, one, one Damn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethin Remember sugar water What was the name of the fuckin drink That they said the fuckin triple K The Klu Klux Klan and shit had put some shit in and The black niggaz were gon die - huh' Whatever that was, you niggaz knew about it [ Who (Part 1) Lyrics ]
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