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Sometimes I feel like There's no use in trying Why can't I face the fact We've lost what we'll never get back I don't know where Where did we go wrong I say I'm leaving but My feelings are too strong And baby, you know You want that old thing back That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow You want that old thing back That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul You want that old thing back That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!) No baby (Hey! Ho!) I ain't going nowhere (Hey!) I met this girl when I was six years old The thing I loved most, she had de la soul and spirit Knowing the difference between hoes and women Flow so different, had bae once like Hov go near her She kept on passing me by, that girl is poison Became a thorn in my side, I guess it's roses What you think yo' shit smell like, I ain't no outcast SongtexteBut I couldn't outlast so the shit went south fast But I see you out back, no steakhouse House at yo' [?] But it's no biggie, you was juicy, used to use your words Had to sit down with ya, Bonita Applebum And know you're feeling more like takeout, can't make out, just make out Still not a player though, never learned to take it slow First you did some twister, then you learned to take a bone A couple thugs had harmony, I never learned to stay alone Got [?], see, I really wanna take you home You want that old thing back That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow You want that old thing back That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul You want that old thing back That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!) No baby (Hey! Ho!) I ain't going nowhere (Hey!) I miss you like my favorite song, I just hope you play along When the train fell off the tracks, you pick it up and pick it up You pick it up and bounce back, told me all about that You never was a saint, you told me how to cook crack Then gave me ten commandments how to push that Kept the book back when knowledge never was a hoodrat You told ebonics now But getting looked at you never keep it honest Getting lured to hell for that thing, I admit it, I was honored But girl, it hurts to see you like this It hurts to even write this, your worth is not a side chick's Your birth was in the projects, you gave so many projects You always had a set list to uplift and now you set trip You jump ship and landed on a yacht, forgot all that you got Now you'd rather be a thot than a queen, Latifah I was gonna clean my room but then I seen the reefer Seen the leader [?] You want that old thing back That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow You want that old thing back That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul You want that old thing back That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!) No baby (Hey! Ho!) I ain't going nowhere (Hey!) I felt untouchable in love with you, see we could box the Huxtables Eat lunchables and grab some kid Caprisuns and chug a few In touch with you and touching you like hugging you, these other dudes Been running through fucking you, comfortable with nothing new You scene switching, you lean sipping, you seem different You queen killing and king stealing and clean hitting these licks But never seen spitting, ain't about all the skills, just about what is real It's like you made a 180 but double that was the deal Remember I was young and had a little john and still you made me smash Sugar, sugar, how'd you get so fly? No Baby Bash Never had protection, I just pulled out Where'd you get ejections where the slick ricks get ruled out A place with no place for what we used to be Hope you take the scrutiny and realize that you screwed with me M.O.P. the brewery, the spilled milk alluded me I still feel like the coolest breeze, I hope you find a use for me You want that old thing back That Nas, that 'Pac, that Biggie flow You want that old thing back That Naughty, that Tribe, that De La Soul You want that old thing back That hip-hop hooray (Hey! Ho!) No baby (Hey! Ho!) I ain't going nowhere (Hey!) Sometimes I feel like There's no use in trying Why can't I face the fact We've lost what we'll never get back I don't know where Where did we go wrong I say I'm leaving but My feelings are too strong Aus Songtexte Mania