Hands of Time

Back in the nineties when I touched my first Mic, 'round by the time that I had my First fight. The block was hot and what was Green was now white. Mama had four, in the nest we stayed tight. Never let an outsider get a free flight, At all. Tank top, gym shorts, no socks, Ready to brawl. Twenty-eight street pool 'fore I Swim on a good night. Summer heat, no school, hit the street right. I didn't have much in my pocket, a few Bucks, a couple of squares, fuck it. We was rebels without a cause, we didn't care, We was young, and now Wishing I could turn back Yeah. Wishing I could turn back time, I'm wishing I could turn these hands of time Right back. Wishing I could turn back Yeah. Come on now, y'all hear me. Listen, see, summer's over now, A different season. We count our losses, trying to reason. Yo, what I hustle for? I think I need more. More life, more love, more black, more tracks, And then get paid on top of that. I came from nothing, I can't take it back. Grandma said, "These are the days you're gonna Cherish for the rest of your life." Yo, she was so damn right. I sit and wonder, how will I pass the Torch? So I stay humble and just reserve my Thoughts. Life's repetitious, without a mission. I'm in this daydream and still I'm still wishing, Come on. Wishing I could turn back time, Wishing I could turn these hands of time right Back. Wishing I could turn back Yeah. Hands of time right back. Now some of y'all think, yeah, I'm social. It ain't good until it's bad and went coastal. I see them signs now, our separation. The only thing you getting from the Net is Deprivation. More hate on every page than in the Nation. Head down, neck broke in your devices, While technological advances take slices. Out your time, in your pocket, you know you Need to stop it. You can get a million Likes, but none of the profit. What, what, what? It used to be a time when we worked With our hands and our minds, and now it's Just our ears and our eyes. Lord, help us. Wishing I could turn back Come on. Wishing I could turn back Say, I'm serious, I see you. What up, Bad News? What up, Hampton? What up, Norfolk? What up, P-Town? What up, Chesapeake? What up, Va Beach? Wishing I could turn back Yeah. Come on. Wishing I could turn back time, wishing I could Turn these hands of time right back