In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Brothers and sisters
Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to
What's up, Missy? Timbo
This is another Missy Elliott (huh? Hip-hop, hip-hop)
Exclusive (yes, uh)
One for the butters, I came from the gutter (no)
No, I came from my mother, but y'all know what I mean
Hov is here to stay like permanent crease in your jeans
Me and Missy be the new Tag Team
Whoomp, there it is
We like Rae and Ghost, AG and Showbiz
We public enemy number one, our Uzi weighs a ton
This is our house, run, hahaha
What happened to those good old days? (Huh?)
When hip-hop was so much fun (so much fun)
Oh, house parties in the summer, y'all (come on)
And no one (come on), came through with a gun (a gun)
It was all about good music, y'all (music)
It helped, mm, to relieve some stress (uh-huh)
Oh, we was under one groove, y'all (y'all)
So much love between north and west (woo, c'mon)
Go back in the day (come on)
British Knights and gold chains (come on)
Do the prep and cabbage patch (come on)
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day (back in the day), hey, hey, hey
Hip-hop has changed (yes, it is)
Remember when we used to battle? (Uh-huh)
On the block before the lights came on (yeah)
Oh, mama said we would be straight-A kids (come on)
If we did our homework like we knew those songs (knew those songs)
Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim, and P.E. (uh-huh)
DMC and Heavy D (huh, huh, huh)
Yes, Daddy Kane, Slick Rick, too (ooh-ooh)
MC Lyte opened doors for you and me, c'mon
Go back in the day (come on)
British Knights and gold chains (come on)
Do the prep and cabbage patch (come on)
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day (back in the day), hey, hey, hey (young)
Hip-hop has changed (J. Breezy, let's do it again, nigga)
Rough, the way it oughta be
From day KRS-One all the way up to 19 Naughty III
To M.O.P., we cold as ice
Nigga, we rock it from the "Dre Day" to the Suge Knight
So fuck Chuck Phillips and Bill O'Reilly
If they try to stop hip-hop, we all gon' rally, nigga
Post Biggie and Pac I gotta hold down the city
Make a nigga wanna holla like Missy, but fuck it
Just let a nigga MC
The best rapper alive, unquestionably
If you riff on your EP, you gonna need an MD
So you gots to chill, 'cause I kill at will
Like solid water dude, y'all niggas don't get it
Kill at Will, solid water? Ice Cube
Haha, that's how hip-hop has evolved
JAY-Z's for President, I'm namin' Ra as the National God
Me and Jigga, Jigga J-J-Jay-Hova
I rocks the mic right whether I'm pissy drunk or sober
Misdemeanor four-finger-ringer, I'm stupid fresh
I've been hot since LL rocked the Kangol hat
Yes-yes, the yes-yes, the yes-y'all and (c'mon)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah
Okay, me, that nigga Jigga, fresh dressed in the mornin' (c'mon)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah
Go back in the day (come on)
British Knights and gold chains (come on)
Do the prep and cabbage patch (come on)
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day (day), hey, hey, hey
Hip-hop has changed
Come on
Uh-huh
I wanna go back in
Time (Let's go), feels like I
I wanna go back in
Time, feels like I (y'all remember "Self Destruction"?)
I wanna go back in (where all the rap artists got on a record together?)
Time, feels like I
I wanna (I used to love them days) go back in (no tension)
Time (let's go), feels like I
Go back in the day (come on)
British Knights and gold chains (come on)
Do the prep and cabbage patch (come on)
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day (in the day), hey, hey, hey
Hip-hop has changed (yes, it did)
Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to
What's up, Missy? Timbo
This is another Missy Elliott (huh? Hip-hop, hip-hop)
Exclusive (yes, uh)
One for the butters, I came from the gutter (no)
No, I came from my mother, but y'all know what I mean
Hov is here to stay like permanent crease in your jeans
Me and Missy be the new Tag Team
Whoomp, there it is
We like Rae and Ghost, AG and Showbiz
We public enemy number one, our Uzi weighs a ton
This is our house, run, hahaha
What happened to those good old days? (Huh?)
When hip-hop was so much fun (so much fun)
Oh, house parties in the summer, y'all (come on)
And no one (come on), came through with a gun (a gun)
It was all about good music, y'all (music)
It helped, mm, to relieve some stress (uh-huh)
Oh, we was under one groove, y'all (y'all)
So much love between north and west (woo, c'mon)
Go back in the day (come on)
British Knights and gold chains (come on)
Do the prep and cabbage patch (come on)
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day (back in the day), hey, hey, hey
Hip-hop has changed (yes, it is)
Remember when we used to battle? (Uh-huh)
On the block before the lights came on (yeah)
Oh, mama said we would be straight-A kids (come on)
If we did our homework like we knew those songs (knew those songs)
Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim, and P.E. (uh-huh)
DMC and Heavy D (huh, huh, huh)
Yes, Daddy Kane, Slick Rick, too (ooh-ooh)
MC Lyte opened doors for you and me, c'mon
Go back in the day (come on)
British Knights and gold chains (come on)
Do the prep and cabbage patch (come on)
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day (back in the day), hey, hey, hey (young)
Hip-hop has changed (J. Breezy, let's do it again, nigga)
Rough, the way it oughta be
From day KRS-One all the way up to 19 Naughty III
To M.O.P., we cold as ice
Nigga, we rock it from the "Dre Day" to the Suge Knight
So fuck Chuck Phillips and Bill O'Reilly
If they try to stop hip-hop, we all gon' rally, nigga
Post Biggie and Pac I gotta hold down the city
Make a nigga wanna holla like Missy, but fuck it
Just let a nigga MC
The best rapper alive, unquestionably
If you riff on your EP, you gonna need an MD
So you gots to chill, 'cause I kill at will
Like solid water dude, y'all niggas don't get it
Kill at Will, solid water? Ice Cube
Haha, that's how hip-hop has evolved
JAY-Z's for President, I'm namin' Ra as the National God
Me and Jigga, Jigga J-J-Jay-Hova
I rocks the mic right whether I'm pissy drunk or sober
Misdemeanor four-finger-ringer, I'm stupid fresh
I've been hot since LL rocked the Kangol hat
Yes-yes, the yes-yes, the yes-y'all and (c'mon)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah
Okay, me, that nigga Jigga, fresh dressed in the mornin' (c'mon)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah
Go back in the day (come on)
British Knights and gold chains (come on)
Do the prep and cabbage patch (come on)
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day (day), hey, hey, hey
Hip-hop has changed
Come on
Uh-huh
I wanna go back in
Time (Let's go), feels like I
I wanna go back in
Time, feels like I (y'all remember "Self Destruction"?)
I wanna go back in (where all the rap artists got on a record together?)
Time, feels like I
I wanna (I used to love them days) go back in (no tension)
Time (let's go), feels like I
Go back in the day (come on)
British Knights and gold chains (come on)
Do the prep and cabbage patch (come on)
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day (in the day), hey, hey, hey
Hip-hop has changed (yes, it did)
Lyrics submitted by sire_of_black_eyess
Back in the Day Lyrics as written by Gene Barge Melissa A. Elliott
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music
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