Way Back

Uh-huh

Alright

Ladies and gentlemen

I wanna invite you on a journey

I sincerely hope you're in a mood to travel right now 'cause

We're goin' back in time

Are you ready?

Oh, I'ma say, yo

I wanna take you way back to when a girl on a mic's worth

Wasn't determined by the length of her skirt

I mean way back to creativity

Before MTV, before BET

I mean way back before recyclin' shit

When the props that you got was for your writin' and shit

Let's rewind before the hype when it used to be low key

To be a singer you had to actually know key

I mean way back to before people made a job

Of seein' who's best at impersonatin' Bob

I mean way back to when you sweat blood on every line

To get one good song didn't cost $16.99

To be considered deep you had to actually say stuff

And if it wasn't good, disc jockeys didn't play stuff

I mean way, way, Marvin Gaye, way back, and I pray that you will

Come with me, let us journey past this melody

Leave us room to exercise the mind

Woah, take me to another place, another time

Better hooks, better rhymes

Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewind

Come with me, let us journey past this fallacy, woah

Leave us room to exercise our mind, oh

Take it to another place, another time

Better hooks, better rhymes

Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press

Well, it's ironic that the chronic that I smoke

Got me singin' shit that's bionic, every note

That it's affecting my judgement is what some people would hope

But I'm not trippin', I'm on a journey, come along now, let's float

I used to be excited going to the record store

But these days I stay, pacin' the floor

Somebody, please take me back to when the artists were poor

'Cause when they made less they gave us so much more

Let's take it back to a ballroom

Cloudy microphone

Smoky Robinson, Nina Simone

James Brown was still occupyin' the throne

When the songs weren't sold off videos alone

Way back to when a star attitude

Wasn't 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 autograph

I 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 back

Whoa, I mean way back

To a whole 'nother time

Further back than your grandad's hairline

I mean way back, won't you say that you will

Come with me, let us journey past this melody

Leave us room to exercise your mind

Take me to another place, another time

Better hooks, better rhymes

Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewind

Come with me, let us journey past this fallacy, oh

Leave us room to exercise your mind

Take me to another place, another time

Better hooks, better rhymes

Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewind

And it came to pass in the glorious days of charts

That the music ailed and we danced to it

And threw a party but in our hearts

We knew the musicians failed

And 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 Amen? (Amen)

Come with me, let us journey past this melody

Leave us room to exercise your mind

Take it to another place, another time

Better hooks, better rhymes

Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewind

Come with me, let us journey past this fallacy, oh

Leave us room to exercise your mind

Take it to another place, another time

Better hooks, better rhymes

Stronger lyrics every line, you could even press rewind

Come with me, let us journey past this melody