歌曲 | As I Reminisce |
歌手 | Masta Ace |
专辑 | Take a Look Around |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Masta Ace | |
Yeah | |
Just sittin' here in the studio, you know | |
Thinking about the old days | |
And reminiscin about how things used to be | |
I can remember back then real well | |
( *knocking* ) | |
Come in | |
Oh, what up, yo | |
Ice U Rock in the house | |
What's up y'all? | |
(What's up) | |
Yo, I was here in the studio, you know | |
Reminiscin about the past and how things used to be | |
(Word) | |
You know | |
Big man Uneek is here, my man Master Ice, you know | |
Ehm.. | |
Yo Ice, won't you, you know | |
Talk a little bit about the old days from what you can remember | |
[ VERSE 1: Ice ] | |
As I reminisce back growin up around my way | |
I can't help but think about the games we used to play | |
We used to play games that would make parents mutter | |
Like Tag, Spider, and Hot Peas and Butter | |
We rode our bikes through Prospect Park | |
Did jumps over hills and came back before dark | |
We even rode skateboards downtown and back | |
In fact, we were scared, so razorblades we would pack | |
Played basketball ( ? ), and we | |
Played Chinese handball at a park called [Name] | |
And he who lost was forced to play the wall | |
And then got hit in the butt with the ball | |
And after we worked up a sweat and got loose | |
We bought a Hero and a 50 cent juice | |
Word yo | |
Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day? | |
Yo, let's Ice finish.. | |
[ VERSE 2: Ice ] | |
Just think about when your moms used to dress you it hurts | |
Church shoes and real loud shirts | |
Feelin dumb, so yourself you redeem | |
You buy some mocknecks and some tailor-made garbadines | |
Remember those pants with the pockets on the side | |
You wore with your Pumas and strutted with every stride? | |
The winter months appeared to be ( ? ) | |
You sported snow boots, leather bomber, then sheepskins | |
Then when you felt the spring breeze | |
You bought a name buckle to wear with your Lee's | |
Campus shorts and shirts in the heat | |
With a nylon do rag, Adidas on your feet | |
With real thick laces (Ha!) Am I lying? Shoot | |
Don't even front, you even had a Hawaiian suit | |
Haha.. | |
Crazy, I never had a Hawaiian suit, man | |
Yo Uneek, go 'head | |
[ VERSE 3: Uneek ] | |
The nineties are here, times are going fast | |
And it's the perfect time to reminisce about the past | |
When I think about it, I get a pang | |
And hear people back then talk with they slang | |
I hear it now, it sounds corny | |
When 'give me a pound' was 'lay some skin on me'?! | |
People wore afros and called it their natural | |
And if you were soft back then, it meant that you | |
Were a sucker boy who used to irk me | |
You never was really down, a jive-time turkey | |
Most other kids used to joke and diss | |
It was called a ( ? ) and it'd sound like this | |
(That's why you got rejects) then the next guy would say | |
(But my rejects are new and yours are old, okay?) | |
Word | |
Now we sayin Big Uneek | |
[ VERSE 4: Uneek ] | |
As I reminisce I'll always remember | |
1984, the month was September | |
My first year of high school and every fool knows | |
You had to dress fresh and look hype in your school clothes | |
I had the clothes with something added | |
A gold name plate when a few people had it | |
Now that was trouble, cause you would get robbed | |
On the bus goin home, by a crazy large mob | |
They'd sneak on the back of the bus and they looked | |
For somethin they wanted, what they found was what they took | |
One day they found me, standin in the lane | |
They didn't hesitate to say, "Shorty, run your chain" | |
Before I could fight someone snatched it and jetted | |
Everyone was a victim and I'll never forget it | |
Word, man | |
Them times were kinda rough, man | |
Yo Ace, you remember times like that, man? | |
[ VERSE 4: Master Ace ] | |
Yeah, I can remember like back then, son | |
You didn't have to worry about a knife or a gun | |
You balled up your fist like a man and fought your fight | |
And kept your left up if your brother taught you right | |
(Word) Back then, a fist was your best weapon | |
So you threw up your hands instead of just steppin | |
And if you lost, you lived to fight another day | |
I heard a brother say now there's no other way | |
To win a fight except to use a bullet | |
"The trigger makes me feel bigger when I pull it" | |
He said, I just shook my head at this | |
And that's what made me wanna reminisce | |
( *knocking* ) | |
Yo come in | |
Oh yo, it's my dancers, the Big Steps in the house | |
My man Shawn, S Boogie | |
My man Glaze in the house | |
(Always chillin, yo | |
What's up y'all, how y'all doin man, y'all coolin?) | |
(Of course, I'm always chillin) | |
Yo, y'all ain't gon' believe who's in the house | |
Y'all ain't gon' believe who's in the house | |
(Oh shit) | |
Yo, tell em who's in the house | |
The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps.. | |
( *shout outs * ) | |
...damn, why you gotta 'motherfucker' on everything? | |
I don't care | |
Word up, I ain't havin it | |
Whose mother you're bonin? | |
I know you're bonin somebody's.. |
zuo ci : Masta Ace | |
Yeah | |
Just sittin' here in the studio, you know | |
Thinking about the old days | |
And reminiscin about how things used to be | |
I can remember back then real well | |
knocking | |
Come in | |
Oh, what up, yo | |
Ice U Rock in the house | |
What' s up y' all? | |
What' s up | |
Yo, I was here in the studio, you know | |
Reminiscin about the past and how things used to be | |
Word | |
You know | |
Big man Uneek is here, my man Master Ice, you know | |
Ehm.. | |
Yo Ice, won' t you, you know | |
Talk a little bit about the old days from what you can remember | |
VERSE 1: Ice | |
As I reminisce back growin up around my way | |
I can' t help but think about the games we used to play | |
We used to play games that would make parents mutter | |
Like Tag, Spider, and Hot Peas and Butter | |
We rode our bikes through Prospect Park | |
Did jumps over hills and came back before dark | |
We even rode skateboards downtown and back | |
In fact, we were scared, so razorblades we would pack | |
Played basketball nbsp? , and we | |
Played Chinese handball at a park called Name | |
And he who lost was forced to play the wall | |
And then got hit in the butt with the ball | |
And after we worked up a sweat and got loose | |
We bought a Hero and a 50 cent juice | |
Word yo | |
Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day? | |
Yo, let' s Ice finish.. | |
VERSE 2: Ice | |
Just think about when your moms used to dress you it hurts | |
Church shoes and real loud shirts | |
Feelin dumb, so yourself you redeem | |
You buy some mocknecks and some tailormade garbadines | |
Remember those pants with the pockets on the side | |
You wore with your Pumas and strutted with every stride? | |
The winter months appeared to be nbsp? | |
You sported snow boots, leather bomber, then sheepskins | |
Then when you felt the spring breeze | |
You bought a name buckle to wear with your Lee' s | |
Campus shorts and shirts in the heat | |
With a nylon do rag, Adidas on your feet | |
With real thick laces Ha! Am I lying? Shoot | |
Don' t even front, you even had a Hawaiian suit | |
Haha.. | |
Crazy, I never had a Hawaiian suit, man | |
Yo Uneek, go ' head | |
VERSE 3: Uneek | |
The nineties are here, times are going fast | |
And it' s the perfect time to reminisce about the past | |
When I think about it, I get a pang | |
And hear people back then talk with they slang | |
I hear it now, it sounds corny | |
When ' give me a pound' was ' lay some skin on me'?! | |
People wore afros and called it their natural | |
And if you were soft back then, it meant that you | |
Were a sucker boy who used to irk me | |
You never was really down, a jivetime turkey | |
Most other kids used to joke and diss | |
It was called a nbsp? and it' d sound like this | |
That' s why you got rejects then the next guy would say | |
But my rejects are new and yours are old, okay? | |
Word | |
Now we sayin Big Uneek | |
VERSE 4: Uneek | |
As I reminisce I' ll always remember | |
1984, the month was September | |
My first year of high school and every fool knows | |
You had to dress fresh and look hype in your school clothes | |
I had the clothes with something added | |
A gold name plate when a few people had it | |
Now that was trouble, cause you would get robbed | |
On the bus goin home, by a crazy large mob | |
They' d sneak on the back of the bus and they looked | |
For somethin they wanted, what they found was what they took | |
One day they found me, standin in the lane | |
They didn' t hesitate to say, " Shorty, run your chain" | |
Before I could fight someone snatched it and jetted | |
Everyone was a victim and I' ll never forget it | |
Word, man | |
Them times were kinda rough, man | |
Yo Ace, you remember times like that, man? | |
VERSE 4: Master Ace | |
Yeah, I can remember like back then, son | |
You didn' t have to worry about a knife or a gun | |
You balled up your fist like a man and fought your fight | |
And kept your left up if your brother taught you right | |
Word Back then, a fist was your best weapon | |
So you threw up your hands instead of just steppin | |
And if you lost, you lived to fight another day | |
I heard a brother say now there' s no other way | |
To win a fight except to use a bullet | |
" The trigger makes me feel bigger when I pull it" | |
He said, I just shook my head at this | |
And that' s what made me wanna reminisce | |
knocking | |
Yo come in | |
Oh yo, it' s my dancers, the Big Steps in the house | |
My man Shawn, S Boogie | |
My man Glaze in the house | |
Always chillin, yo | |
What' s up y' all, how y' all doin man, y' all coolin? | |
Of course, I' m always chillin | |
Yo, y' all ain' t gon' believe who' s in the house | |
Y' all ain' t gon' believe who' s in the house | |
Oh shit | |
Yo, tell em who' s in the house | |
The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps.. | |
shout outs | |
... damn, why you gotta ' motherfucker' on everything? | |
I don' t care | |
Word up, I ain' t havin it | |
Whose mother you' re bonin? | |
I know you' re bonin somebody' s.. |
zuò cí : Masta Ace | |
Yeah | |
Just sittin' here in the studio, you know | |
Thinking about the old days | |
And reminiscin about how things used to be | |
I can remember back then real well | |
knocking | |
Come in | |
Oh, what up, yo | |
Ice U Rock in the house | |
What' s up y' all? | |
What' s up | |
Yo, I was here in the studio, you know | |
Reminiscin about the past and how things used to be | |
Word | |
You know | |
Big man Uneek is here, my man Master Ice, you know | |
Ehm.. | |
Yo Ice, won' t you, you know | |
Talk a little bit about the old days from what you can remember | |
VERSE 1: Ice | |
As I reminisce back growin up around my way | |
I can' t help but think about the games we used to play | |
We used to play games that would make parents mutter | |
Like Tag, Spider, and Hot Peas and Butter | |
We rode our bikes through Prospect Park | |
Did jumps over hills and came back before dark | |
We even rode skateboards downtown and back | |
In fact, we were scared, so razorblades we would pack | |
Played basketball nbsp? , and we | |
Played Chinese handball at a park called Name | |
And he who lost was forced to play the wall | |
And then got hit in the butt with the ball | |
And after we worked up a sweat and got loose | |
We bought a Hero and a 50 cent juice | |
Word yo | |
Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day? | |
Yo, let' s Ice finish.. | |
VERSE 2: Ice | |
Just think about when your moms used to dress you it hurts | |
Church shoes and real loud shirts | |
Feelin dumb, so yourself you redeem | |
You buy some mocknecks and some tailormade garbadines | |
Remember those pants with the pockets on the side | |
You wore with your Pumas and strutted with every stride? | |
The winter months appeared to be nbsp? | |
You sported snow boots, leather bomber, then sheepskins | |
Then when you felt the spring breeze | |
You bought a name buckle to wear with your Lee' s | |
Campus shorts and shirts in the heat | |
With a nylon do rag, Adidas on your feet | |
With real thick laces Ha! Am I lying? Shoot | |
Don' t even front, you even had a Hawaiian suit | |
Haha.. | |
Crazy, I never had a Hawaiian suit, man | |
Yo Uneek, go ' head | |
VERSE 3: Uneek | |
The nineties are here, times are going fast | |
And it' s the perfect time to reminisce about the past | |
When I think about it, I get a pang | |
And hear people back then talk with they slang | |
I hear it now, it sounds corny | |
When ' give me a pound' was ' lay some skin on me'?! | |
People wore afros and called it their natural | |
And if you were soft back then, it meant that you | |
Were a sucker boy who used to irk me | |
You never was really down, a jivetime turkey | |
Most other kids used to joke and diss | |
It was called a nbsp? and it' d sound like this | |
That' s why you got rejects then the next guy would say | |
But my rejects are new and yours are old, okay? | |
Word | |
Now we sayin Big Uneek | |
VERSE 4: Uneek | |
As I reminisce I' ll always remember | |
1984, the month was September | |
My first year of high school and every fool knows | |
You had to dress fresh and look hype in your school clothes | |
I had the clothes with something added | |
A gold name plate when a few people had it | |
Now that was trouble, cause you would get robbed | |
On the bus goin home, by a crazy large mob | |
They' d sneak on the back of the bus and they looked | |
For somethin they wanted, what they found was what they took | |
One day they found me, standin in the lane | |
They didn' t hesitate to say, " Shorty, run your chain" | |
Before I could fight someone snatched it and jetted | |
Everyone was a victim and I' ll never forget it | |
Word, man | |
Them times were kinda rough, man | |
Yo Ace, you remember times like that, man? | |
VERSE 4: Master Ace | |
Yeah, I can remember like back then, son | |
You didn' t have to worry about a knife or a gun | |
You balled up your fist like a man and fought your fight | |
And kept your left up if your brother taught you right | |
Word Back then, a fist was your best weapon | |
So you threw up your hands instead of just steppin | |
And if you lost, you lived to fight another day | |
I heard a brother say now there' s no other way | |
To win a fight except to use a bullet | |
" The trigger makes me feel bigger when I pull it" | |
He said, I just shook my head at this | |
And that' s what made me wanna reminisce | |
knocking | |
Yo come in | |
Oh yo, it' s my dancers, the Big Steps in the house | |
My man Shawn, S Boogie | |
My man Glaze in the house | |
Always chillin, yo | |
What' s up y' all, how y' all doin man, y' all coolin? | |
Of course, I' m always chillin | |
Yo, y' all ain' t gon' believe who' s in the house | |
Y' all ain' t gon' believe who' s in the house | |
Oh shit | |
Yo, tell em who' s in the house | |
The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps.. | |
shout outs | |
... damn, why you gotta ' motherfucker' on everything? | |
I don' t care | |
Word up, I ain' t havin it | |
Whose mother you' re bonin? | |
I know you' re bonin somebody' s.. |