[Intro: CusaX]

You know, man, sometimes I

See these people online, on Twitter and shit

Sayin' that there was this magical, golden age of hip-hop

Back in like 1996, you know?

[Chorus: CusaX]

Take me back to the days I been hearin' about

Take me back to the time when I wasn't around

Take me back to the classics I don't know

Take me back to the music from before

Take me back, take me back, like

[Verse 1: CusaX]

It's always old school or fuckin' Pro Tools

Nobody play the game like they supposed to

They got a gripe and a lot of it isn't right

To be sayin' it out of spite, they just playin' us for the fight

If not one thing, nah, it's another

Comparin' all the rappers like I'm winter in the summer

I spent all what I had on just reactin' to you suffer

You think I'm from the ghetto? I'm not even from the gutter

These days what it takes to be great

Think it would be easy as a piece of cheese cake

Saw the facts, and what I lacked, I remade

Called my actions and I scrapped my B-tape

My ambition as a wannabe Dre

Make me efficient as you listen to my gospel today

This whole rap game gonna pop my brain

So one last time, lemme take the reigns and ask that

[Chorus: Cusa X, Embis & Both]

Take me back to the days I been hearin' about (Take me back to the days I been hearin' about)

Take me back to the time when I wasn't around (Take me back to the time where I wasn't around)

Take me back to the classics I don't know (Take me back to the classics I don't know)

Take me back to the music from before (Take me back to the music from before)

Take me back, take me back, like

[Verse 2: CusaX]

Now I get the fact I'm somewhat of a whippersnapper

I grew up in the age of a Ye and Marshall Mathers

Instead of a Dre Day, followed a safe space

Talkin' Star Wars, Black Ops, and then MJ

Who woulda thought that all the shit that would make me

Is NWA, JAY-Z, and some Dre beats?

Take me back to the days in the lab

For the golden age, so I can hold in my rage

My devotion is painfully open to stay

So just hopin' I could go for broke on my name

Rewind to The Chronic

A time machine is what my mind can be

When you ain't sleepin' on it

So protect the neck and place your bets

Make the checks and then erase my debts

Now just face the facts or retrace my steps

I'ma take you back until the ace is back

[Chorus: Cusa X, Embis & Both]

Take me back to the days I been hearin' about (Take me back to the days I been hearin' about)

Take me back to the time when I wasn't around (Take me back to the time where I wasn't around)

Take me back to the classics I don't know (Take me back to the classics I don't know)

Take me back to the music from before (Take me back to the music from before)

Take me back, take me back, like

[Outro: Embis]

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