This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
This is it, what
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what, what, what
Introducin' phantom of the dark
Walk through my heaven with levitation
From reefers, drenching divas in E7
Showboatin' with Rugars
Flash vines, Belafonte vigor
Lets skate for what it's worth
As we confiscate your figures
Casanova Brown, levitatin' jiggy in dashikis
A la hotta car, 54, chasin diamond runners
Headed ice bound, the big chilla diamond convention
Harlem Buck Strut, freezing world heist, Hollywood
Madame Butterfly let me in your house of pleasure
From the knuckle Swatch, shadowboxers catchin' black-eyed blues
I play the thief, what
Sensations at the Mardi Gras be screaming Chee-ba
Fulfilling pleasures in my castles, blow the smoke out
The Garcia Vega substitutes when the Dutch is gone
The Lo don't stop, give me shouts
It's the seasoned sauteers
Soufflers for swervin' on corners
We magnets to moolah
Livin' with Charlie's Angels on us
No smilin' were slidin'
That gets you caught up in the octa
Or deaded for movin'
It's just like that as we proceed
Saturday night special better take it light, you Jah Jah
You're a captain, quest to the coast of Key Largo
Wire the chain gang, keep your ears out for Roy Ayers
Sip the Fontainebleau, house of bamboo paradise
This is it, what
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what
This is it, what
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what, what, what
Fallen pharaohs courtesy of Black Caesar, the convincer
Silky days, satin nights, taking flight, Donald Goines
Sweet sensation Spanish flying with the lady Scarface
Bottoms up sunshine, Love Potion No. 9
And we hailin' from the Magic City
Transcending Suede-a on your aura
Found 'chini in London, relaxation in Bora Bora
Got notion to bring it, sing it, never been my function
Stonin', robbin', we hiestin' merchandise and gunnin'
Love it, leave it, but bless the war chief for his bison
Get it, got it, the Lo will forever be nicin'
Yeah, the Sonny Cheeba he be sippin' Armaretta
The Geechie Grace, yes, he be sippin' Armaretta
We float the tri-state drink in this satin vines
This Coolie Hijacked packed from the sugar shack
Then what we do after we sip the Armaretta
We start the Harlem River Quiver, dig it sweet daddy
Sharpen the crimson blade, High Sierra serenade
Anatomy for seduction be this ebony junction
Yeah, as we exit the place with grace
Drizzy Armaretta, the burstin' of clouds
It pours, everything seems better on flats with love
We move, only in the mist
It's Lo, its life
And we can't get enough of this
Yeah, this is it, what
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what
This is it, what
This is it, what
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what
This is it, what
This is it, what
Yeah, the Sonny Cheeba he be sippin' Armaretta
The Geechie Grace, yes, he be sippin' Armaretta
The Joe Chink he be sippin' Armaretta
The Chaquita, yeah G be sippin' Armaretta
We got Asti Spumante with Armaretta
And then my man Ill Will sip Armaretta
And then my man Cab in the sight sippin' that
We slide through the Tri-State with the hi-hat
And then I float side-to-side in my Coolie High
And then I do something with this Spanish Fly, yeah
And then I float down south with the Boogie Flats
And then I slide up in between a ziggy buttocks
And all of that, yeah
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what, what, what
Introducin' phantom of the dark
Walk through my heaven with levitation
From reefers, drenching divas in E7
Showboatin' with Rugars
Flash vines, Belafonte vigor
Lets skate for what it's worth
As we confiscate your figures
Casanova Brown, levitatin' jiggy in dashikis
A la hotta car, 54, chasin diamond runners
Headed ice bound, the big chilla diamond convention
Harlem Buck Strut, freezing world heist, Hollywood
Madame Butterfly let me in your house of pleasure
From the knuckle Swatch, shadowboxers catchin' black-eyed blues
I play the thief, what
Sensations at the Mardi Gras be screaming Chee-ba
Fulfilling pleasures in my castles, blow the smoke out
The Garcia Vega substitutes when the Dutch is gone
The Lo don't stop, give me shouts
It's the seasoned sauteers
Soufflers for swervin' on corners
We magnets to moolah
Livin' with Charlie's Angels on us
No smilin' were slidin'
That gets you caught up in the octa
Or deaded for movin'
It's just like that as we proceed
Saturday night special better take it light, you Jah Jah
You're a captain, quest to the coast of Key Largo
Wire the chain gang, keep your ears out for Roy Ayers
Sip the Fontainebleau, house of bamboo paradise
This is it, what
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what
This is it, what
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what, what, what
Fallen pharaohs courtesy of Black Caesar, the convincer
Silky days, satin nights, taking flight, Donald Goines
Sweet sensation Spanish flying with the lady Scarface
Bottoms up sunshine, Love Potion No. 9
And we hailin' from the Magic City
Transcending Suede-a on your aura
Found 'chini in London, relaxation in Bora Bora
Got notion to bring it, sing it, never been my function
Stonin', robbin', we hiestin' merchandise and gunnin'
Love it, leave it, but bless the war chief for his bison
Get it, got it, the Lo will forever be nicin'
Yeah, the Sonny Cheeba he be sippin' Armaretta
The Geechie Grace, yes, he be sippin' Armaretta
We float the tri-state drink in this satin vines
This Coolie Hijacked packed from the sugar shack
Then what we do after we sip the Armaretta
We start the Harlem River Quiver, dig it sweet daddy
Sharpen the crimson blade, High Sierra serenade
Anatomy for seduction be this ebony junction
Yeah, as we exit the place with grace
Drizzy Armaretta, the burstin' of clouds
It pours, everything seems better on flats with love
We move, only in the mist
It's Lo, its life
And we can't get enough of this
Yeah, this is it, what
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what
This is it, what
This is it, what
Luchini pourin' from the sky
Lets get rich, what
The jiggy vines and sugar dimes
Cant quit, what
Now pop the cork and steam the Vega
And get lit, what
This is it, what
This is it, what
Yeah, the Sonny Cheeba he be sippin' Armaretta
The Geechie Grace, yes, he be sippin' Armaretta
The Joe Chink he be sippin' Armaretta
The Chaquita, yeah G be sippin' Armaretta
We got Asti Spumante with Armaretta
And then my man Ill Will sip Armaretta
And then my man Cab in the sight sippin' that
We slide through the Tri-State with the hi-hat
And then I float side-to-side in my Coolie High
And then I do something with this Spanish Fly, yeah
And then I float down south with the Boogie Flats
And then I slide up in between a ziggy buttocks
And all of that, yeah
Lyrics submitted by edbear0817
Luchini AKA This Is It Lyrics as written by Kevin Spencer David Willis
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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