Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Made sure that I'd never go too far
Watchin' kids show off the stolen ones
You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got
Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Remember when Hawthorne and Chancellor had beef
I wish those days, they didn't stop
Springfield Ave. had the best popsicles
You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got
Fireworks at Martin Stadium
Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem
Hillside brings beef with the cops
Story starts at Hootaville, grew up next to Ivy Hill
And everybody's name was Muslim
Unaware of what we didn't have
You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got
Move the patch from my Lees to the tongue of my shoe
Looking back, lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Drill teams on Munn Street
I was there at dancing school
Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Self-Destruction record drops
Saturday morning cartoons and Kung-Fu
But way before my record deal
Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got
Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Kill the guy in Carter Park
Make me recall my days in New Jerusalem
Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Children grow and women produce and
Movin' Records was on Central Ave.
Main street roots tonic with the dreds
A beef patty and some coco bread
You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got
Bag of Bontons, twenty cents and a nickel
Streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill
Every ghetto, every city and suburban place I've been
When kids were stealin' quartervilles for fun
Rode a mongoose 'til it's dark
July 4th races outside of Parker
You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got
Every ghetto, every city and suburban place I've been
The Untouchable P.S.P. where all them crazy nigga be
Writin' my friends' names on my jeans with a marker
And car thieves got away through Irvington
Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Lookin' at the crew, we thought we'd all live forever
Nah, the Biz Mark used to amp up the party
Every ghetto, every city and suburban place I've been
Lookin' back, lookin' back, lookin' back
Sensations and '88 attracted kids from out-of-state
South Orange Ave. at Borlin' Pool
Back when Doug Fresh and Slick Rick was together
You know it's hot, don't forget what you've got
'Member Frelng-Huysen used to have the bomb leather
Jack, jack, jack ya body
Make me recall my days in the New Jerusalem
And everybody used to do the wop
