Ladies and gentlemen, I want to invite you on a journey
I sincerely hope you are in a mood to travel right now
'Cause we're going back in time
Are you ready?I wanna take you way back
To when a girl on a mikes worth
Wasnt determined by the length of her skirt
I mean way back to creativity before MTV, before BETI mean way back before recycling shit
When the props that you got was for your writing and shit
Lets rewind before the hype when you used to be low key
To be a singer you had to actually know keyI mean way back to before people made a job
Of seeing whos best at impersonating Bob
I mean way back to when you sweat blood on every line
To get one good song didnt cost sixteen ninety nineTo be considered deep you had to actually say stuff
And if it wasnt good, disc jockeys didnt play stuff
I mean way way, Marvin Gaye way back and I pray that you willCome with me, let us journey past this melody
Give us room to exercise our minds
Take me to another place, another time, better hooks, better rhymes
Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewindCome with me, let us journey past this fallacy
Give us room to exercise our minds
Take you to another place, another time, better hooks, better rhymes
Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewindWell, its ironic that the chronic that I smoke
Got me singing shit thats bionic every note
That its affecting my judgment is what some people would hope
But Im not tripping, Im on a journey, come along now lets floatI used to be excited going to the record store
But these days I stay pacing the floor
Somebody please take me back to when the artistes were poor
'Cause when they made less they gave us so much moreLets take it back to a ballroom, cloudy microphone
Smokey Robinson, Nina Simone
James Brown was still occupying the throne
When the songs werent sold off videos aloneWay back to when a star attitude wasnt defined
By somebody being rude
To when it was a pleasure definitely not a task
To greet a fan with a smile and sign a damn autographI mean way back to before you used to drive the Maybach
You dreamt about a mil but never made that
When you made some shit that we could play backI mean way back to a whole nother time
Further back than your granddads hairline
I mean way back, won't you say that you willCome with me, let us journey past this melody
Give us room to exercise our minds
Take me to another place, another time, better hooks, better rhymes
Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewindCome with me, let us journey past this fallacy
Give us room to exercise our minds
Take you to another place, another time, better hooks, better rhymes
Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewindAnd it came to pass in the glorious days of charts
That the music hailed and we danced to it
And threw a party but in our hearts we knew the musicians failedAnd then came along brothers, Napster and Aimster
And though they were definitely wrong I think it's worse
To be forced to buy a whole bullshit album
Just to get that one good song , can I get an AmenCome with me, let us journey past this melody
Give us room to exercise our minds
Take it to another place, another time, better hooks, better rhymes
Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewindCome with me, let us journey past this fallacy
Give us room to exercise our minds
Take it to another place, another time, better hooks, better rhymes
Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewind