Brothers and sisters   Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to   Whassup Missy? Timbo   This is another, Missy   Hip-hop, yes   Elliott, exclusive      Yes, uhh   One for the butters, I came from the gutter   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, A.G. and Showbiz   We "Public Enemy no. 1," our "Uzi weighs a ton"   This is our house, run      What happened to those good old days?   (Ha)   When hip-hop, was so much fun   Ohh, house parties in the summer y'all   (C'mon)   And no one, came through with a gun   It was all about the music y'all   It helped, to relieve some stress   (Ha)   Oh, we was under one groove y'all   (Y'all)   So much love between north and west   (Ha)      Go back in the day   British knights and gold chains   Do the prep and cabbage patch   And wear your laces all fat   Back in the day, hey hey hey   Hip-hop has changed      Remember when we used to battle?   (Uh-huh)   On the block before the lights came on   (Ha yeah)   Oh mama said, "we would be straight a kids")   (C'mon)   If we did our homework, like we knew those songs   Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim, and P.E.   (Ha)   D.M.C, and heavy D   Yes daddy Kane, slick Rick too   MC Lyte opened, doors for you and me, c'mon   (Paper thin)      Go back in the day   British knights and gold chains   Do the prep and cabbage patch   And wear your laces all fat   Back in the day, hey hey hey   Hip-hop has changed   (Young J. Bizzy, let's do it again nigga)      Grew up the way it oughta be from day K.R.S. one all the way   Up to "Nineteen naughty three"   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 M.C.   The best rapper alive, unquestionably   If you rip on your E.P., you gonna need an M.D.   So "You gots to chill" 'cause I "Kill at will"   Like solid water dude, y'all niggaz don't get it   "Kill at will," solid water? Ice cube   Ha ha, that's how hip-hop has evolved   Jay-Z's for President, I'm namin' ras the national God      Me and jigga, jigga j-j-jay-hova   I rocks the mic right whether I'm pissy drunk or sober   Misdemeanor fo'-finger ringer I'm stupid fresh   I've been hot since L L rocked the Kangol hat   Yes yes, the yes yes, the yes y'alln   (C'mon, oh yeah, oh yeah)   Okay, me, that nigga jigga, fresh dressed in the mornin'   (C'mon, oh yeah, oh yeah)      Go back in the day   British knights and gold chains   Do the prep and cabbage patch   And wear your laces all fat   Back in the day, hey hey hey   Hip-hop has changed      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 time   (Where all the rap artists got on a record together)   Feels like I, I wanna, go back in time   (I used to love them days, no tension, let's go)      Go back in the day   British knights and gold chains   Do the prep and cabbage patch   And wear your laces all fat   Back in the day, hey hey hey   Hip-Hop has changed