Rewind

Back in the day
We were all so young then
Never would we think of so much fun when
Chilling on the kerb
Living in the glimmer of a bliss little world

I'm that bored and sorta lazy kid, born in August '86
Cradle to the pavement to recording all this crazy shit

Yeah, and maybe I ain't changed a bit
Since the fat and web faced Jacob in the baby flicks
Take your pick of mental states

From the bliss to the stress and rage, spins like a weather vane
Shit, it was a guessing game
For my chequered brain
Growing up with Megan 'til we both went separate ways
I fled my days getting mullered, it was fine, it was minor
But I'mma stuck it for my life cah I was minor
And shook of living right but I'm wiser
And he can't look me in the eye but it's fine cah

I guess it needs time
And sometimes I wish I could just press and rewind
To the evergreen vines of a planet less strange
Back in them days, back in them days

Back in the day
We were all so young then
Never would we think of so much fun when
Chilling on the kerb
Living in the glimmer of a bliss little world

I was just a young girl with big dreams
Coming from a big fam of sensitive things
Come on and have a few
Fuck with me, they'll be back on you
All up in those arguments and fights
Mama left the rest up to the nights
Up in level beds
We were six screwing heads
Sometimes I just wish I could press and rewind

When demons were locked up and not in my mind
Say mine
Still all I wanna do is remind
You of those times

Ooh, can we not rewind?

Back in the day
We were all so young then
Never would we think of so much fun when
Chilling on the kerb
Living in the glimmer of a bliss little world

I learnt to spit lurking on the kerb and shit
I burn a bit of herb and spit verses with the herd of kids
I yearned to kick the merkilage
And out the dirt grew a stem that shoots
Grew roots as the crew grew from youths to men
Man I never thought about the future then
Never crossed my mind, now
All I do instead is fuel my pen and prophesise

But maybe I was too content to cotch at night

Pondering the who's, when's, what's and why's
Cause why question perfection
Before I met the devil and his seven-headed henchmen
Before I met the letter that'll never get a mention
I'd write my rhymes in lessons and perfect them in detention

But fuck a next dimension where a different me's
Grinning like a prick just cause shit twisted differently
Fuck regretting, any single thing is history
A ripple in the river me