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Back N’ Time Lyrics by Twisted Black

Hustle or Go Broke Fed Radio Vol. 2

2010

[Verse]
When I look back on the things mama told me
Wish I would have listened cause it seems mama know this
Followed her direction life could have been golden
Hindsight weighin' so heavy can't hold it
Daddy was a player only fair that I get it
Only difference is that I flow so I spit it
Life wide open from the time I was shittin'
Mama droppin' jewels on me just hopin' I get it
But daddy old school he don't know about kids
And I want a Cadillac just like his
When he say leave I ain't go I hid
But when he left I do what he did
Chop up the weed and roll up the joint
Make sure it's even and twist up the points
Don't talk much don't laugh just listen
Lead with your jab don't grab just hit em
But daddy done passed and I'm stuck with my teeth
Eleven years young and I'm buckin' like teeth
And she ain't really knowin' how to raise no man
Life gettin' cold can't hold no hands
Now I'm 15 on the block with a gat
Chasin' my dreams with rocks in a sack
Seems like yesterday if I could go back
Matter of fact that's what I call this track

[Hook]
If I could go back in time, press rewind
Change shit around, give back the time
Promise that I wouldn't even be here
Man I promise that I wouldn't even be here
If I could go back in time, press rewind
Change shit around, give back the time
Promise that I wouldn't even be here
Man I promise that I wouldn't even be here

[Verse]
Okay it's 19 gettin' money off yola
Sess in my chest that was way full doulja
Half the young niggas on the block push for me
Scorin' one brick and gettin' one pushed to me
Two crack spots we don't sell no dimes
Fifty dollar slabs you can cut em ten times
Yall play ball but it was ballin' on mine
Mama prayin' for a nigga but mama I'm fine
But jealousy is one thing envy is two
It's three times worse when the target is you
May 22nd 1991
Death around the corner I ain't seein' mine come
12 gauge shot to the face and I'm hit
Now I'm in an unknown place like shit
How'd I get here and what did I do
And if I'm dead then what's these tools
Did I shoot back did them suckers get away
And if I live motherfuckers gotta pay
Where's my mom at where's my sis
And why I can't unball my fist
I never thought it'd come around like this
Paralyzed got me layin' in the bed like a bitch
Seem like everything came unhitched
Life was so grand but then it just switched, but

[Hook]
If I could go back in time, press rewind
Change shit around, give back the time
Promise that I wouldn't even be here
Man I promise that I wouldn't even be here
If I could go back in time, press rewind
Change shit around, give back the time
Promise that I wouldn't even be here
Man I promise that I wouldn't even be here

[Verse]
Doin' pretty good it's about '05
Made a quarter mil off coke and I'm live
Laid the game down now it's all about rhymes
30 somethin' now and I'm just tryna get signed
I met a young dude got flow like me
Nice little swagger and knows bout streets
I think I'ma bet mine on him
Diamond in the rough and I done found my gem
But dude got knocked by the Feds for crack
And that was like a blow to the head for Black
I paid his lawyers and told him be strong
Dissed his snitches on all my songs
And that's my bad can't play with the Feds
Cause if you do you'll pay with your head
Cause they gon hit it and when they get it
Don't go to trial cause they gon split it
I'd like to take this time to apologize to my
Mom and my wife for the hurt I caused and I
Hate I can't be there for my own son cause he
Gotta get game through this telephone from me
So what am I, I'm just a shell of a man
Through the eyes, can never really tell what a man has
Been through, a nigga failed as a man will protect you
To be a hell of a man but if I could go back and change my track
I promise it would never be a Twisted Black
Because too much pain is attached to that
But then fuck it, I can't go back

[Hook]
If I could go back in time, press rewind
Change shit around, give back the time
Promise that I wouldn't even be here
Man I promise that I wouldn't even be here
If I could go back in time, press rewind
Change shit around, give back the time
Promise that I wouldn't even be here
Man I promise that I wouldn't even be here
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Twisted Black

Twisted Black

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"Back N’ Time" is credited to Twisted Black. Songwriting credits may include additional writers listed on the release; check the credits section on this page for linked collaborators.

"Back N’ Time" appears on "Hustle or Go Broke Fed Radio Vol. 2" in 2010.

Visit the Twisted Black artist page at /artist/twisted-black for biography, popular tracks, and links to more lyric pages.

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