Who does not want to go back in time,
change there sins and come back with a new life,
be a small form of life once again,
having innocence once again,
not worry about what is life
and how you have to survive,
going back to the days,
where LA gear where the bomb as shoes,
Pac was beginning his realm on this world,
when cell phones were new inventions,
looking like house blocks or shoe boxes,
pagers where the real on the streets,
bootleggers hustling them vhs tapes,
who knew all this will change,
been in the streets
with your old boom box bumping power 106!
Me been with my homie and uncle,
which I hope they are resting in peace,
slap boxing teaching how to get things to eat,
having them by my side,
walking in the dark next to them was no fear,
cause they ran the streets
so why would I go somewhere that was not there own,
back in the days when everything was real!
Brawls in the school yard so much things to see,
fist to fist was the things of the days,
how things will change,
now is just guns, and knifes,
no more one against one,
how I would want to go back,
when sporting the power rangers shirt was the trend,
been in the imaginary world,
having to the my homework at home,
but now I am grown,
know what life gives me,
have to work to survive,
all of this things are from the past,
but how I would like for them things to com back
as they once where,
but sadly you only live once,
time does not play freeze tack,
cause if it was like that,
right now I will run and tag the clocks
so the time could go back,
back when I was 9
-che