Joe Budden - #1 Lyrics
Joey!Let's go back in the days before your presentBack when it was a little more pleasentBefore I knewthis rap shit would ever lure me inLet's go back like Mike Fox in the DeloreanBack in the day shit, back to the basicsWhen brass knuckles used to leave a nigga face tickedIts back to the Diadoras and the AsicsIt's back to the New Editon and The Take 6I'm Number one, one, one, oneDamn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethin'Let's go way back if you able to do the math yeahI'm talkin' bout the pool table in the cafe yeahWhen the strip was introduce to ParuiqoCommodore 64 and ColecoNot back to Cali back to the valleyBack to dapadere yall back to Bally'sBack before Puma and Stange'Before Zhane and go a little further back to KwameDamn we came a long wayI'm Number one, one, one, oneDamn it feels good to see hip-hop ?I remeber break dancin' cardboards and backflipsthe royal blue and the orange Patrickswudn't like you homo sucka'sI had the low top Converse cause I could change my logos colorI remember way back when every clan was stylin'Flava Flav clocks and X-Clan medallionsIn class see a girl you glance at herpass her a note do you like me? Circle a answerI'm Number one, one, one, oneDamn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethinWinters not the best time warm it up Kane had came throughThe eight ball jackets and Columbia Rain suitsWe ain't pay minds to the length of our chainsTransformers was a dance Decepticons was a gangyall I'm talkin bout sheep skinsTalkin bout wearn two pair of jeans when moms gave me a beatin'after school three o clock we was able to fightpark dibs yall two turn tables and mike likeI'm Number one, one, one, oneDamn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethinWhat about when Public Enemy came out and they dropped a classicor the Pee-Wee Herman and the Roger Rabbitand the nerds took our tests and they passed em for usback to the roof top back to latin quartersthe olds school's new school now it's the same olIt's back to Fila's, gazelles and Kango'sIt's back to 40 ounces back to OENot back to rope chains but back to Gold teethI was the class clown just snappin at catsLet's go back to the (?)with the matchin' hatsRemember the Real Roxanne remember all (?)Remember Kool Moe Dee remember Lord FinesseI bumped Run-D.M.C. almost every weekendThe Bronx and Queensbridge just couldn't stop beefin'Kept it on wax they ain't have to pack heatBack to Ron Zee tapes back to Black SheepI'm Number one, one, one, oneDamn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethinCome on say itwith meIm talkin' old Bobby Brown before he (?) WhitneyI used bring all my touys in the tub with meA snotty nose kid eatin boogersIt was Ultimate Warrior and Jimmy Fly Snooka onsometimes I read scriptures like Psalms maybeand I didn't wanna go to church but my moms mademeTV made me laughI remember night rider cause Kit used to save his assLet's go back to spoonin' back to Black Moon andback to when wrestlin' had it's own cartoon andthey used to sleep on us now they demand usWill smith told parents they just can't understand usback to playin the dozensback to humpin' our prettiest girl cousinpsyche! I'm buggin.NWA was simply knownLet' get back on the block I'm talkin Quincy JonesI gotta Jones yallI'm Number one, one, one, oneDamn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethinLet's go back before I burned the boothwhen Tevin Campbell was ill before the whole world learned the truthHip hop had a message then dudes was droppinI never got what I wanted on back to school shoppin'Think about, used to be about shitThat was back when I still got easter outfitsWe all grew up all older folksIts more than just music its a culture folksWe Number one, one, one, oneDamn it feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethinRemember sugar waterwhat was the name of the *****in' drinkthat they said the *****in triple KThe Klu Klux Klan and shit had put some shit in andThe black niggaz were gon' die - huh?Whatever that was, you niggaz knew about it
