Back Then - King Just, Fes Taylor

Aiyo back then I used to do breakdancing and backspins

Chubby little fat kid, glasses with the cracked lens

Moms tried to keep me active, playing sports, living down south of New York

Everyday I fought so I ended up being suspended more than I attended

Rivals I came across always swore that I would get it

In the eighth grade I had the suede and tonics with the straight waves

Panasonic radio with the double cassette tapes

Fades with ya name in the back, chain with the Onyx in the back

Y’all niggaz remember that?

(Yeah)

I’m talking DJ Red Alert days

So you don’t know ya history of ya knowledge don’t go past Kayslay

When the Nikes first added the Air, put bubbles in the soles

They said the revolution is here

Around the time Jordan came in the game

I’ma do it like, son I swear son this sport’ll never be the same

Yeah, yeah, come on!

Who that?

Fes Taylor the Great

Come on!

Ladies and gentlemen, let’s go!

When Kane wasn’t Half-Steppin' and G Rap was on the Road to Riches

I took lessons, thinking how to better my profession

This is something new produced by the GrandDaddy I.U.

But I’ma take him back to the year ninty-two

When X-Factor terrorized the forty-six bus

I caught two cases in one week, walked away in handcuffs

Right before BlackFist Records became major

We already had an album done produced by Rebel Dainja

I was running in the streets wild like I’m invincible

Took one in the chest, still ain’t think it’s sensible

Freak Niq, mayor shut is down, I had pictures too

Baby moms found 'em in a stash in the living room

First came the Force MC’s then it was Blue Cheese

Then came the Wu-Tang Clan, as the new meat

'Member the Shaolin Soldiers?

Thought we was dead and gone

like Transformers: The Movie the way they did Unicron

Let’s take a trip, back to the public pool days, go and take a tip

Or the public school days when we used to skip

Go to Mr. B’s, headed to a cup party

And hip-hop, this’ll be my only love, probably

Listened to Stretch Armstrong and Bobbito

Bloods that was harboring 'em, Crips was popsito

When the Wolf Pack started then more and more people

Like we made it all balance out, kept it all equal

Around the time of the Shateeq scandal

We was writing over Gano D tags like a vandal

We was fighting over Jansport bags like animals

Pants sag but I never wore no MC Hammer shoes or no Kwame polka-dots

Nowadays it’s Kanye polo tops, I used to drink Shaz to soda pops

I remember that… Starter hats with the strap in the back

'Fore dudes was rocking fitted caps