Can It Be All So Simple (Album Version)

Hey, you know, everybody's talkin' about the "good old days," right? (Yeah) Everybody, the good old days, the good all days (yeah, the good ol' days, yeah) Well, let's talk about the good old days (let's talk about them shits) Know what I'm sayin'? Take you on this lyrical high real quick 1993 exoticness, know what I'm sayin'? Let's get technical, where's your bone at? Get up on that shit, aight? Yo Started off on the Island, AK Shaolin niggas wildin' Gun shots thrown, the phone diallin' Back in the days, I'm eight now Makin' a tape now, Rae gotta get a plate now Ignorant and mad young, wanted to be the one 'Til I got (blaow-blaow-blaow), felt onе Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen (word) Shootin' that "that's that shit" in his blood strеam That's the life of a grimy, real live crimey If niggas know that habit's behind me Day one, yo, growin' all up in the ghetto Now I'm a weed fiend jettin' to Palmetto In Medina, yo, no doubt, the God got crazy clout Pushin' the big joint from down South (uh, uh) So if you're filthy stacked up, better watch your back and duck 'Cause these fiends, they got it cracked up Now my man from up North, now he got the loft It's solid as a rock and crazy soft No jokes, I'm not playin', get his folks Desert Eagle his dick and put him in a yoke (ah) And to know for sure, I got wreck and rip shop I pointed a gat at his mother's knot (Yo, yo, Rae, don't do that shit, man Yo, don't do that shit) word up F*ck that (word up, nigga) Dedicated to the winners and the losers (can it be that it was all so simple then?) (Dedicated to all Jeeps and Land Cruisers) Dedicated to the 5's, 850i's (can it be that it was all so simple then?) (Dedicated to niggas who do drive-bys) Dedicated to the Lexus and the Ac's (can it be that it was all so simple then?) (Dedicated to MPV's, phat) Nigga, yeah, yeah (can it be that it was all so simple then?) Yo Kickin' the fly clichés, doin' duets with Rae and A Happens to make my day Though I'm tired of bustin' off shots, havin' to rock knots Runnin' up in spots and makin' shit hot I'd rather flip shows instead of those Hangin' on my livin' room wall, my first joint and it went gold I wanna lamp, I wanna be in the shade Plus the spotlight, gettin' my dick rode all night I want to have me a phat yacht And enough land to go and plant my own sess crops But for now it's just a big dream 'Cause I find myself in a place where I'm last seen My thoughts must be relaxed, be able to maintain 'Cause times is changed and life is strange The glorious days is gone and everybody's doin' bad Yo, mad lives is up for grabs Brothers passin' away, I gotta make wakes Receivin' all types of calls from Upstate Yo, I can't cope with the pressure, settlin' for lesser The God left the lessons on my dresser So I can bloom and blossom, find a new way Continue to make more hits with Rae and A Sunshine plays a major part in the daytime (Peace to mankind, Ghostface carry a black .9, nigga) Word up, it's on like that Can it be that it was all so simple then? (Yeah) Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that- Can it- Was all so simple then Can it be that it was all so- Simple then Can it be- Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then? Can it be that it was all so simple then?