[Hook]

A trip down Memory Lane

A trip down Memory Lane

Thinkin' outside the box

Gimme props for my slouch sox

Slick with my rubber bands, who you tryna outfox

13 in this bitch

Timberlands on, shirt clean in this beeyitch

[Verse 1]

Let's revisit for my childhood's sake

The bathroom's where you find me late

Momma knockin' on the door but my timbs in a grimy state

Used that footlocker spray back in '98

Plus a toothbrush, type of a shit that my momma hate

But I ain't know no better

A go-getter blowin nonexistent cheddar

On my motherfuckin' polo sweater

I used to ask a lot of her

The by-product of tryna cop that exotic

Nautica and Ralph Lauren

See my mouth would grin, bout to spend

Poppin' tags at the outlet

Cop an alpha male outfit then

And that's the type of shit that we did

Why I loved it is no mystery, kid

[Hook]

Remember music videos had a world premiere

Remember first day of class rockin new gear

Remember thinkin bout summer through the school year

Take me back to '98

[Verse 2]

That's when Jay knocked it out the ballpark

With that Hard Knock Life

And crossed over and they all got hype

In a carpool or school bus switchin 4 lanes

With my discman screamin out "Money Ain't a Thang"

No Jaguar or Ferrari

You know I had that Black Star, Kweli

Mos Def, Marcus Garvey

They bombarded me with jewels

A conscious rap party

I could hardly keep up, but I did my best

Money, Power, Respect

Rockin The LOX at my fella's spot

How's It Goin Down, Dark and Hell Is Hot

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood showin' that love

Playin' DMX like I ain't done it enough

A young buck explorin' a foreign feel

Coppin' a rhyme book are they born with that sort of skill?

I used to daydream, nothin' was more than real

Th spittin' with Big Pun, or performin' with Lauryn Hill

Capital Punishment, G Rap flow

So attracted to gutter shit

Comin' back with that other shit

I remember my nigga candidly handed me

Aquemini, like Ant you down with the Dungeon Family?

You goddamn right, Southernplayalistic

Da Art of Storytellin', them others may have missed it

And down south it was proven now

Hear the sounds movin' out

New Orleans, Master P and Juvenile

Back in VA, I ran with my crew

Who? Aaliyah, Missy, Timbaland & Magoo

VA's finest, delivered it hard

Like Allen Iverson, the hood's head nigga in charge

Two Up, Two Down

Do you remember?