(REF.x2)
Time is short and flies fast
Makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast
I guess that's why some of my memories are vast

Ever and always knocked them dead
We never knew ourselves as knuckleheads
What my belt buckle said would give me some respect
I'm supposed to being perfect my life was always a mess
That's why I need to get it of my chest I reminisce
Kids with blades Robbing snobs from the west
On the seventeen of May Re-Arranging faces
Chases by a cop playing Elliot Ness
We we're an infamous myth like the monster of Loch Ness
Never the less we kept it going too long
It's hard to stay strong when two rights make a wrong
When people live too fast they surely dies too young
And so it drops down on my soul like a bomb
Who'd ever think we'd kick the beat that rocks
And represent mad on your personal boom box

-=REF=-

We used to play poker with pocket change pots
Robbing lockers for pocket change loot cuts
Lifting shops for Levi's and Chevignon jackets
Sneaking out the backdoor with surprise packets
Eighty nine that was the time when a bunch of kids
Declared war against the fifth line
Those where the days of growing up
My man Hawk was bombing every single block up in the Boondocks
As my crew moved forth
Everybody at the party started tripping and locked their doors
And when I got my shot I never missed
Cause I never aimed high when I was a little kid
Time flies but I never forget the things I did
And the people that I used to hang with
Remember the trains that we used to bomb Emmett
Remember the days outside seven eleven
Some came some went time was spent
But today I think I spent time sufficient
Rest in peace cats I wish some things where different
Dure remember we marked the cards and played Blackjack
So if we lost our money we would get our cash back
Flashbacks from the good times of eighty nine
No cameras on the stations and no guards along the lines
When every things fine time is short and flies fast
Makes me never forget what happened in the past

-=REF=-

Parts and slices of our lives they where nice
We're blowing dust of the ancient mics
Mad memories shaped like razor sharp knives
They stab me in the heart and the Grey shades of night
Thigh's the way we used to stick together in my click
Ninety two we be hooking up with the Atomic
Three bandits the time caught up with I panicked
When I saw I was a grown up kid
Enough said I never forget how we did
I'll let the past be the past and look ahead

(REF.x2)
Time is short and flies fast
Makes me never forget what happened in the past
But ten years in a blast
I guess that's why some of my memories are vast