Lyrics Back in the Love (original mix) - Spencer Hill
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
When
I
just
a
little
niggerole,
I
looked
up
to
my
bigger
bro
Begged
if
I
could
kick
it
so
when
he
went
out
with
girls
I
could
go
taggin'
along
naggin'
if
she
had
a
sis
maybe
Could
mack
a
baby
hood
rat
Y'all
remember
way
back
then,
when
it
was
1985
All
the
way
live,
I
think
I
was
about
ten
One
of
those
happy
little
niggaz
singin'
the
blues
That
be
always
tryin'
to
bag
with
the
shag
and
karate
shoes
Sayin',
"Yo
momma
black,
his
momma
this,
his
momma
that"
Then
he
get
mad
and
wanna
scrap
We
stay
mad
about,
ten
minutes
then
it's
like
back
on
the
bike
To
play
hide
and
go
get
it
with
the
younger
hoes
by
the
bungalows
Then
switch
to
playin'
ding
dong
ditch,
when
that
gets
Old
and
too
cold
to
hack
it,
threw
on
a
bomber
jacket
You
could
tell
the
ballers
'cuz
they
bell
wearin'
gazelles
If
they
really
had
money
raised
be
sportin'
Bk's
And,
all
the
girls
had
they
Turkish
link
If
it
broke
then
they
made
earrings
to
it,
like
they
meant
to
do
it
But
sometimes,
I
still
sit
and
reminisce
Then
think
about
the
years
I
was
raised,
back
in
the
days
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days,
but
now
the
year
is
'87
'88
that's
when
my
crew
and
I
were
in
junior
high
In
7th
grade,
I
hated
school
Wish
it'd
blown
up
No
doubt
I
couldn't
wait
to
get
out
And
be
a
grownup
But
let
me
finish
this
reminescin'
and
tellin'
'Bout
when
girls
was
bellin'
tight
courderoys
like
for
the
boys
Basket
weaves,
Nike
court
airs,
and
footsie
socks
And
eatin'
pickles,
with
tootsie
pops
And
it
don't
stop,
I'm
glad
'cuz
when
J.J.
fad
hit
Supersonic
it
was
kinda
like
a
sport
to
wear
biker
shorts
Or,
to
wear
jeans
and
it
seemed
like
the
masses
Of
hoochies,
had
poison
airbrushed
on
they
asses
Dudes,
had
on
Nike
suits,
and
the
pumas
with
The
fat
laces,
'cuz
it
was
either
that
or
K-Swiss
I
miss
those
days,
and
so
I
pout
like
a
grown
jerk
Wishin'
all
I
had
to
do
now,
was
finish
homework
It's
true,
you
don't
realize
really
what
you
got
till
it's
gone
And
I'm
not,
gonna
sing
another
sad
song
But
sometimes
I
do
sit
and
reminisce
then
Think
about
the
years
I
was
raised,
back
in
the
days
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Niggerole,
I
figure
that
now
I'm
all
grown
up
Because
I'm
eighteen
years
old
and
guess
you
could
say
I'm
holdin'
Down
a
steady
job
and
crew
steady
mobbin'
You
steady
bobbin
your
head
and
I'm
paid,
so
I
got
it
made
But,
didn't
always
have
clout,
used
to
live
in
south
central
L.A
That's
where
I
stayed
and
figured
a
way
out
I
gave
it
all
I
had
so
for
what
it's
worth
I
went,
from
rags
to
riches
which
is
a
drag
but
now
I'm
first
So
Ahmad
and
the
Jones
is
on
our
way
up
Yup,
we
said
that
we
was
gonna
make
it
since
a
kid
And
we
finally
did,
but
sometimes
I
still
sit
and
reminence
Think
about
the
years
I
was
raised,
back
in
the
days
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
Back
in
the
days
when
I
was
young
I'm
not
a
kid
anymore
But
some
days
I
sit
and
wish
I
was
a
kid
again
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
What?
Back
in
the
day
When?
Back
in
the
day
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
What?
Back
in
the
day
When?
Back
in
the
day
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
What?
Back
in
the
day
When?
Back
in
the
day
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
And
everybody
say
I
remember
way
back
when
1 Love's Coming Out (original mix)
2 Feel Me (original mix)
3 Funkmaster (original mix)
4 Our Own Beat (original mix)
5 I Rock (original mix)
6 World in Love (Raul Rincon re-remix)
7 Back in the Love (Dave Armstrong remix)
8 Back in the Love (original mix)
9 Get On Down - Radio Edit
10 Get Up! (Radio Edit)
11 Our Own Beat (Radio Edit)
12 Funkmaster (Radio Edit)
13 Don't Look Back (Radio Edit)
14 Feel Me (Radio Edit)
15 Outside (Radio Edit)
16 Stop the World (Radio Edit)
17 Superbomb (Radio Edit)
18 These Beatz Are Groovin (Radio Edit)
19 Wanna Be (Radio Edit)
20 Blow Ya Mind Away (Radio Edit)
21 I Rock (Radio Edit)
22 White Lines (Radio Edit)
23 Don't Look Back - Original Mix
24 Stop the World - Original Mix
25 Outside (Club Mix)
26 Get Up! - Original Mix
27 White Lines - Original Mix
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