Yeah trailblaza production, once again reppin'

This goes out to the cities, all the hoods

If you got love, and I know you do

You gonna feel me on this track, it goes...



Chorus

Back when I was young

I remember when we

Used to play, fool around

Now it's all gone

Mom and dad would say

Don't be home too late

Oh lord, I wish, I was a kid again



Verse 1

All my homies, my cronies

And all the fakies and phonies

Right from the school to the police

Made me today as you know me

So I

Gotta give it up for everybah

Gotta give it up for people now

Gotta give it up for all of y'all who saw me as a superstar

That's you ma, that's you dad

If you ask, I'll give all that I have

Cause you have, done just that

Remember basketball school friends and my sisters

This here goes out to all you reminisces



Chorus +

Back when I was young

Used to play, used to play, used to play, 

Fool around, now it's all gone



Verse 2 (translated from Spanish)

I also have my story when I was kid

The hood, the parties, the clothes, the weed

Always trying to hook up with different girls jeje

My shoes were broke; I was one of those kids that went to rob in rich neighbourhoods

My mom and daddy always tell me to go to school naimi

You have to be a doctor, or something else it's the only way out of the hood.

I escaped many times from the school to go to santerias parties

I love my past even though I miss my homies

My papa and my mom, and my sister and my niece

I miss to play domino in the corner, play basketball in my hood

I always been black, I always been respected coz I always give respect.



Chorus



Back when I was young, growing up wasn't easy

Still I remember it like it was cosby

I know there were some really bad times

No, no, no they never cross my mind



Back when I was young

Used to play, used to play, used to play, 

Fool around, now it's all gone



Verse 3

Ey yo, everybody knows ain't no place like home 

And even when I'm on tour all roads lead to Rome

My dome, mi casa where everybody got love

From the youth, to the hustlers, to the street corner thugs that holla

"yoh que pasa papichulo"

Ìaqui manzo no doubt"

I'm from where everybody's happy when the sun comes out

I'm from the city wit the pretty señoritas on the daily

Mini skirt long legs to drive any nigga crazy

The city, where I can smoke my spliffs without stress

God bless, cause anywhere else I'd be under arrest, yes!

I know you're with me I can feel it in the air

Represent your city, cause ain`t no place like here, yeah .... yeah!



Chorus



I wish I could go back

I could go back to those tender years



Yeah it's KNA

Connecting the past with the present

Cause you know where you're going

You gotta know where you came from

Back when I was young





                          Thanks to jeres_nadiii@hotmail.com for these lyrics