[00:00.000] 作词 : Notorious B.I.G./OWENS/Delance Scott
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./OWENS/Delance Scott
[00:02]Back in the days， back in the days
[00:13]Back in the days， back in the days
[00:23]Remember back in the days, when ****** had waves
[00:26]Gazelle shades and corn braids
[00:28]Pitchin' pennies, honies had the high top jellies
[00:31]Shootin' Skelly, ************* was all friendly
[00:34]Loungin' at the barbecues, drinkin' brews
[00:37]With the neighborhood crews, hangin' on the avenues
[00:39]Turn your pagers to nineteen ninety three
[00:42]****** is gettin' smoked G, believe me
[00:45]Talk slick, you get your neck slit quick'
[00:47]Cause real street ****** ain't havin' that ****
[00:50]Totin' techs for rep, smokin' blunts in the project
[00:52]Hallways, shootin' dice all day
[00:55]Wait for ****** to step up on some fightin' ****
[00:58]We get hype and **** and start liftin' ****
[01:01]So step away with your fist fight ways
[01:03]************, this ain't back in the days
[01:05]But you don't hear me though
[01:06]Back in the days， back in the days
[01:16]Back in the days， back in the days
[01:27]No more cocoa leave io, one two three
[01:29]One two three, all of this to me is a mystery
[01:32]I hear you ************* talk about it
[01:34]But I stay seein' bodies with the ************' chalk around it
[01:38]And I'm down with the **** too
[01:40]For the stupid ************* wanna try to use Kung-Fu
[01:43]Instead of a Mac-10 he tried scrappin'
[01:45]Slugs in his back and that's what the **** happens
[01:48]When you sleep on the street
[01:50]Little ************* with heat want
[01:53]To leave a ***** six feet deep
[01:54]And we comin' to the wake To make sure the cryin' and commotion
[01:57]Ain't a ************' fake
[01:59]Back in the days, our parents used to take care of us
[02:01]Look at 'em now, they even ******' scared of us
[02:04]Callin' the city for help because they can't maintain
[02:07]Damn, **** done changed
[02:09]Back in the days， back in the days
[02:19]Back in the days， back in the days
[02:31]If I wasn't in the rap game
[02:33]I'd probably have a key knee deep in the crack game
[02:36]Because the streets is a short stop
[02:38]Either you're slingin' crack rock or you got a wicked jump shot
[02:41]****, it's hard being young from the slums
[02:43]Eatin' five cent gums, not knowin' where your meals comin' from
[02:46]And now the ****'s gettin' crazier and major
[02:49]Kids younger than me, they got the Sky grand Pagers
[02:52]Goin' outta town, blowin' up
[02:54]Six months later all the dead bodies showin' up
[02:57]It make me wanna grab the nine and the shottie
[02:59]But I gotta go identify the body
[03:02]Damn, what happened to the summertime cookouts?
[03:05]Every time I turn around, a ***** gettin' took out
[03:07]****, my momma got cancer in her breast
[03:10]Don't ask me why
[03:11]I'm ************' stressed, things done changed