As I Reminisce

Yeah

Just sittin' here in the studio, you know

Thinking about the old days

And reminiscin about how things used to be

I can remember back then real well

( *knocking* )

Come in

Oh, what up, yo

Ice U Rock in the house

What's up y'all?

(What's up)

Yo, I was here in the studio, you know

Reminiscin about the past and how things used to be

(Word)

You know

Big man Uneek is here, my man Master Ice, you know

Ehm..

Yo Ice, won't you, you know

Talk a little bit about the old days from what you can remember

[ VERSE 1: Ice ]

As I reminisce back growin up around my way

I can't help but think about the games we used to play

We used to play games that would make parents mutter

Like Tag, Spider, and Hot Peas and Butter

We rode our bikes through Prospect Park

Did jumps over hills and came back before dark

We even rode skateboards downtown and back

In fact, we were scared, so razorblades we would pack

Played basketball ( ? ), and we

Played Chinese handball at a park called [Name]

And he who lost was forced to play the wall

And then got hit in the butt with the ball

And after we worked up a sweat and got loose

We bought a Hero and a 50 cent juice

Word yo

Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day?

Yo, let's Ice finish..

[ VERSE 2: Ice ]

Just think about when your moms used to dress you it hurts

Church shoes and real loud shirts

Feelin dumb, so yourself you redeem

You buy some mocknecks and some tailor-made garbadines

Remember those pants with the pockets on the side

You wore with your Pumas and strutted with every stride?

The winter months appeared to be frenzies

You sported snow boots, leather bomber, then sheepskins

Then when you felt the spring breeze

You bought a name buckle to wear with your Lee's

Campus shorts and shirts in the heat

With a nylon do rag, Adidas on your feet

With real thick laces (Ha!) Am I lying? Shoot

Don't even front, you even had a Hawaiian suit

Haha..

Crazy, I never had a Hawaiian suit, man

Yo Uneek, go 'head

[ VERSE 3: Uneek ]

The nineties are here, times are going fast

And it's the perfect time to reminisce about the past

When I think about it, I get a pang

And hear people back then talk with they slang

I hear it now, it sounds corny

When 'give me a pound' was 'lay some skin on me'?!

People wore afros and called it their natural

And if you were soft back then, it meant that you

Were a sucker boy who used to irk me

You never was really down, a jive-time turkey

Most other kids used to joke and diss

It was called a breaking session and it'd sound like this

(That's why you got rejects) then the next guy would say

(But my rejects are new and yours are old, okay?)

Word

Now we sayin Big Uneek

[ VERSE 4: Uneek ]

As I reminisce I'll always remember

1984, the month was September

My first year of high school and every fool knows

You had to dress fresh and look hype in your school clothes

I had the clothes with something added

A gold name plate when a few people had it

Now that was trouble, cause you would get robbed

On the bus goin home, by a crazy large mob

They'd sneak on the back of the bus and they looked

For somethin they wanted, what they found was what they took

One day they found me, standin in the lane

They didn't hesitate to say, "Shorty, run your chain"

Before I could fight someone snatched it and jetted

Everyone was a victim and I'll never forget it

Word, man

Them times were kinda rough, man

Yo Ace, you remember times like that, man?

[ VERSE 4: Master Ace ]

Yeah, I can remember like back then, son

You didn't have to worry about a knife or a gun

You balled up your fist like a man and fought your fight

And kept your left up if your brother taught you right

(Word) Back then, a fist was your best weapon

So you threw up your hands instead of just steppin

And if you lost, you lived to fight another day

I heard a brother say now there's no other way

To win a fight except to use a bullet

"The trigger makes me feel bigger when I pull it"

He said, I just shook my head at this

And that's what made me wanna reminisce

( *knocking* )

Yo come in

Oh yo, it's my dancers, the Big Steps in the house

My man Shawn, S Boogie

My man Glaze in the house

(Always chillin, yo

What's up y'all, how y'all doin man, y'all coolin?)

(Of course, I'm always chillin)

Yo, y'all ain't gon' believe who's in the house

Y'all ain't gon' believe who's in the house

(Oh shit)

Yo, tell em who's in the house

The Big Steps, the Big Steps

The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps

The Big Steps, the Big Steps

The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps..

( *shout outs * )

...damn, why you gotta say 'motherfucker' on everything?

I don't care

Word up, I ain't havin it

Whose mother you're bonin?

I know you're bonin somebody's..