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letra de back in the days - verbill

[verse 1]
yeah, what? check it out
ayo i wanna take it back, to when i used to drink a lot
wake up and not remember what i did a lot
back when i was too young to buy a liquor bot
and had to ask somebody else to go in the shop
they were them days that i miss a lot
responsibility now, stress, i take it back to k!ll it off
so if i’m driftin’ off chillin’ with a grin it’s ’cause
i’m thinkin’ of them times, man they really was a gift from god
we used’ta smoke a little buddha by the skate park
grownups in the area used to hate us
it was cool, hip hop connected dudes from different schools
and brought us all together so we could roll as a single crew
it wasn’t just hip hop, nah it was drinkin’ too
smokin’ weed, skateboardin’, chasin’ chicks with b–bs
you know all that mad fun sh-t the kids’d do
before we had to switch into career mode and fill them shoes
meetin’ the lads down the park to sink a few
back when elsie was mixin’ his own ginger brew
we’d party ’till the cops came, then we’d kick it to
the next location to continue getting friggin’ loose
runnin’ from cops, cuttin’ across
fields, creeks, bushes, the kicks’d need a scrub and a wash
arrive at the next spot, still buzzin’ like what
they was them old school days yeah, and f-ck they was hot

[chorus]
“the day i died, baby”
“back, back”
“the day i died, baby”
“back in the days”
“the day i died, baby” (“man, that sh-t was dope”)
“yeah, the day i died, baby”
“remember back in the days”

[verse 2]
yeah, back when we was little cool bandits
gettin’ kicked out of school dances
not a care out, makin’ parents tear hairs out
we used to get up to the sickest sh-t
i’m talkin’ ’bout when our phones was big as sh-t
but still weren’t considered bricks
freestylin’ in the backyard, drunk spittin’ sh-t
props to buer, hands down he was the king of it
drunk off goon sacks, and suckin’ the fumes back
cl-ssy i know, but the truth it got ya loose as
apologising the next day, ’cause i was too trashed
denying i hooked up with that b-tch, man she was too fat
why are you mad? i know most of yall’a done it too
matter of fact, i had that sh-t done to me by one or two
memories of just hangin’, with a bunch of the crew
catching a bus to some dude’s party who none of us knew
or piling-in the maxi taxi, drunken
still remember the adrenaline of when we jumped ’em
speakin’ of jumpin’ we used to crash in the school gym
on high jump mats and break in with that dude kling
i remember they took the bad dudes from cl-ss at school
put us into the one, like that was the smartest move
back when i got home so late, my folks thought i was early
back when i didn’t have a car, i was walkin’ the journey
back when i’d link with l-flows for parties
grab a bottle of old crow and go halvies

[chorus]
“the day i died, baby”
“back, back”
“the day i died, baby”
“back in the days”
“the day i died, baby” (“man, that sh-t was dope”)
“yeah, the day i died, baby”

[verse 3]
yo, we in the party now, rockin’ to the atmosphere
chillin’ round the back, hangin’ loose on plastic chairs
you know the point, where you’re finishin’ your last pour
bout to make a start on all them beers that aren’t yours
a certain chick walks in and you notice her
you seen her around school but never spoke to her
but now that you got a little rum and c-ke in ya
it’s gonna happen, just gotta wait for the moment ta
walk up, smoothly and say something slick
but on your way over, all you do is stumble p-ssed
and when you go to speak, all you do is mumble sh-t
plus you’ve even b-mped and spilled your drink over the stunner’s kicks
plus you ain’t looked nowhere but her t-ts
for real, ain’t even looked up once and it’s
obvious to everyone that you’ve f-cked it big
but what they don’t know, ya luck is in, she dug the kid
for a while she’s had a real big crush and it’s
just then when you reach in and bust a kiss
she tastes of bubble gum, it’s funny how you notice it
when you’ve been drinkin’ loads and you’ve been smokin’ sh-t
ya still kissin’ her, grinnin’ out the back of ya head
a sick night, and you managed to get
the hottest chick in the whole place, your friends goin’, oh great, yeah
take me back to the old days

[chorus]
“the day i died, baby”
“remember”
my old school crew
“the day i died, baby”
“remember back-back-back in the days”
“i don’t know what it is”
“lets try to get it back to the old school”
“i don’t know what it is”
“lets take it back to the old school”

[outro]
yeah, i think back to them days, i really miss them days
i think back to them days, i really wish them days
would come back around so i could relive them days
but i can’t relive them days so i gotta miss them days
i think back to them days, i really miss them days
i think back to them days, i really wish them days
would come back around so i could relive them days
but i can’t relive them

- verbill

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