I was just a little girl
         Skinny legs, a press and curl
         My mother always thought I'd be a star
         But way before the record deals
         Streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill
         made sure that I'd never go too far
         Every ghetto, every city
         and suburban place I been
         Make me recall my days, in New Jerusalem
         Story starts in Hootaville
         Grew up next to Ivy Hill
         When kids were stealing quartervilles for fun
         "Kill the Guy" in Carter Park    
         Rode a Mongoose til it's dark
         Watching kids show off the stolen ones
         Every ghetto, every city
         and suburban place I been
         Make me recall my days, in the New Jerusalem
         You know it's hot
         Don't forget, what you got
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         You know it's hot
         Don't forget, what you got
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         Bag of Bontons, twenty cents and a nickel (well that's a quarter)
         Springfield Ave. had the best popsicles
         Saturday morning cartoons and Kung-Fu (wuh-TAH!)
         Main street roots tonic with the dreds
         A beef patty and some coco bread
         Move the patch from my Lee's to the tongue of my shoes
         'Member, FreLng-Huysen used to have the bomb leather
         Back when Doug Fresh and Slick Rick was together
         Looking at the crew, we thought we'd all live forever
         You know it's hot
         Don't forget, what you got
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         You know it's hot
         Don't forget, what you got
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         Drill teams on Munn street
         'Member when Hawthorne and Chancellor had beef
         Moving Records was on Central Ave.
         I was there at dancing school
         South Orange Ave. at Borlin pool
         Unaware of what we didn't have
         Writing my friends' names on my jeans with a marker
         July 4th races outside Parker
         Fireworks at Martin Stadium
         The Untouchable P.S.P.
         where all them crazy nig-gaz be
         And car thieves got away through Irvington
         Hillside brings beef with the cops
         Self Destruction record drops
         And everybody's name was Muslim (children playing, women producing)
         Sensations and eighty-eight
         attracted kids from out of state
         And everybody used to do the wop (wop it out, wop it out, wop it out)
         Jack ya jack ya jack ya body
         Nah, the BizMark used to amp up the party
         I wish those days, they didn't stop
         Every ghetto, every city
         and suburban place I been
         Make me recall my days, in New Jerusalem
         You know it's hot
         Don't forget, what you got
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         You know it's hot
         Don't forget, what you got
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         You know it's hot
         Don't forget, what you got
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back
         Lookin back.. lookin back, lookin back, lookin back




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