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[Intro: Joe Budden] Joey! Let's go! [Verse 1: Joe Budden] Back in the days before your present Back when it was a little more pleasant Before I knew this rap shit would ever lure me in Let's go back like Mike Fox in the Delorean Back in the day shit, back to the basics When brass knuckles used to leave a nigga face ticked Its back to the Diadoras and the Asics It's back to the New Edition and The Take 6 [Hook] "I'm number one—one—one—one" Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say it's #1 [Verse 2] Let's go! Way back if you able to do the math, yeah I'm talkin' bout the cool table in the cafe, yeah When the strip was introduced to pedico Commodore 64 and Coleco Not back to Cali, back to the valley Back to Dapper Dan y'all, back to Bally's Back before Boomerang, Strange' Before Zhané and go a little further back to Kwame Damn, we came a long way [Hook] "I'm number one—one—one—one" Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say it's #1 [Verse 3] I remember break dancing cardboards and backflips The royal blue and the orange Patricks Wasn't like you homo suckas I had the low top Converses, I could change my logo's color I remember way back when every clan was stylin' Flava Flav clocks and X-Clan medallions In class see a girl you glance at her Pass her a note, do you like me? Circle a answer [Hook] "I'm number one—one—one—one" Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say it's #1 [Verse 4] Winters not the best time warm it up Kane had came through The eight ball jackets and Columbia Rain suits We ain't pay minds to the length of our chains Transformers was a dance Decepticons was a gang Y'all I'm talkin bout sheep skins Talkin' bout wearin' two pair of jeans when moms gave me a beatin' After school three o'clock we was able to fight Park dibs y'all two turn tables and mike like [Hook] "I'm number one—one—one—one" Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say it's #1 [Verse 5] What about when Public Enemy came out and they dropped a classic Or the Pee-Wee Herman and the Roger Rabbit And the nerds took our tests and they passed em for us Back to the roof top back to latin quarters The olds school's new school now it's the same ol' It's back to Filas, gazelles and Kangols It's back to 40 ounces back to OE Not back to rope chains but back to gold teeth I was the class clown just snapping at cats Let's go back to the (?) with the matching hats Remember the Real Roxanne, remember all the vets Remember Kool Moe Dee remember Lord Finesse I bumped Run-D.M.C. almost every weekend The Bronx and Queensbridge just couldn't stop beefin' Kept it on wax they ain't have to pack heat Back to Ron G tapes, back to Black Sheep [Hook] "I'm number one—one—one—one" Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say it's #1 [Verse 6] Come on say it with me I'm talking old Bobby Brown before he thugged Whitney I used bring all my toys in the tub with me A snotty-nosed kid eating boogers It was Ultimate Warrior and Jimmy Fly Snuka, uh Sometimes I read scriptures like Psalms maybe And I didn't wanna go to church but my moms made me TV made me laugh I remember Knight Rider, Kit used to save his ass Let's go back to spooning back to Black Moon and Back to when wrestling had its own cartoon and They used to sleep on us, now they demand us Will Smith told parents they just ain't understand us Back to playing the dozens Back to humping our prettiest girl cousin Psych! I'm buggin N.W.A. was simply known Let's get back on the block I'm talking Quincy Jones I gotta Jones y'all [Hook] "I'm number one—one—one—one" Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say it's #1 [Verse 7] Let's go back before I burned the booth When Tevin Campbell was ill before the whole world learned the truth Hip hop had a message then, jewels was dropping I never got what I wanted on back to school shopping Think about it, used to be about shit That was back when I still got Easter outfits We all grew up all older folks It's more than just the music, it's a culture, folks [Hook] "I'm number one—one—one—one" Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say it's #1 [Outro] Remember sugar water What was the name of the fucking drink That they said the fucking triple K The Klu Klux Klan and shit had put some shit in and The black niggas were gon' die - huh? Whatever that was, you niggas knew about it