Time Machine Songtext
von Smoke DZA

All that matters
Ride with us
Uhh

Let′s take it back, Matchbox pumpin' up my black tops
364 Honeycomb crack spot
Cat had the chronic, C had the brazzies
And it was all types of getting money out of 5D
George had the candy store, smoke shop, arcade
And niggas dumped, had a hell of a run ′til the squad came
911 Freaknik, used to Pebble Beach it
She went low, like "Promise me you can keep a secret"
Greet the skeet unto her features, her next trauma
Old school sly, call herself the head doctor
Huh, been had the Funko, hit 'em on the bleep bleep
Dump a 40 and be high up like cheap seats
Killin' the cypher, niggas get hyper
Cold as a iceberg in my varsity iceberg
Harlem nigga, sew grins to him, flower his
Come take a little trip on my time machine


Ayo, Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
The game changed, but I could reminisce
I be riding on my time machine, I take ′em way back
I be riding on my time machine, I take ′em way back

Let me take you back like shell tops, hood hotel spots
Really had the store, water, used to sell rock
Had to post bail, ahk, nope, never tell cops
Street stars, give 'em bars, that′s a cell block
Get the broads, El DeBarge, never singing though
Neck stay blinging, yo, bitches had to dig my flow
I put 'em all on, they was morons
Need brain, nothing but head, she is Zordon
Flash Gordon, I remember far more
Ebonics, onyx, how about some hardcore?
Ocky store, I love the Lucy spot
Was notorious way before Juicy dropped
We used to movie hop, wait ′til my mother gone
How high? Marty McFly on the hoverboards
Get my thuggin' on, fuckin′ with no rubber on
Cash rule everything around me, I love that song


Ayo, Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
The game changed, but I could reminisce
I be riding on my time machine, I take 'em way back
I be riding on my time machine, I take 'em way back

Ayo, look
Let me take you back like
36 Bus, hopping on the back like
3, Sneaking in the Dover Theater, pop a gat at hand
Scarface and Batman and juicing ′fore I knew shit
Had the crew trying to get down like me
Granddaddy with the red and tan Caddy
Cruising, smoking like I′m not knowing the days I'm losing
Changes proven, open like I′m brave, like a beret when wounded
5Th grade mental thug nigga, I was gang recruited
Banging stupid, Mr. Lugo threw me in
The loophole for some brain improvement
But being malicious, yo, I'm sane, still insane, deluded
Came and grew, game was different, pop off, still banging ruthless
Cried for him like dad for Jamie, who, what could save me?
14, Thought of a lost baby
Uncle Ski kept spoiled and boy did it cause crazy
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I wrote my first rhyme so I couldn′t picture this
Since I reminisce

Ayo, Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
The game changed, but I could reminisce
I be riding on my time machine, I take 'em way back
I be riding on my time machine, I take ′em way back