Hey, you know, everybody's talkin' about the
"good old days," right? (Yeah)
Everybody, the good old days,
the good all days (yeah, the good ol' days, yeah)
Well, let's talk about the good old days
(let's talk about them shits)
Started off on the Island,
AK Shaolin niggas wildin'
Gun shots thrown, the
phone diallin'
Back in the days, I'm eight now
Makin' a tape now,
Rae gotta get a plate now
Ignorant and mad young,
wanted to be the one
'Til I got
(blaow- blaow- blaow), felt one
Yeah, my pops was a fiend
since sixteen (word)
Shootin' that "that's that
shit" in his blood stream
That's the life of a grimy,
real live crimey
If niggas know that habit's behind me
Day one, yo, growin' all up in the ghetto
Now I'm a weed fiend
jettin' to Palmetto
In Medina, yo,
no doubt, the God got crazy clout
Pushin' the big joint from down
South (uh, uh)
So if you're filthy stacked up,
better watch your back and duck
'Cause these fiends,
they got it cracked up
Now my man from up North,
now he got the loft
It's solid as a rock and crazy soft
No jokes, I'm not playin',
get his folks
Desert Eagle his dick and put
him in a yoke (ah)
And to know for sure,
I got wreck and rip shop
I pointed a gat at his mother's knot
(Yo, yo, Rae, don't do that shit, man
Yo, don't do that shit) word up
Fuck that (word up, nigga)
Dedicated to the winners and the losers (can it
be that it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to all Jeeps
and Land Cruisers)
Dedicated to the 5's, 850i's (can it be
that it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to niggas who do
drive- bys)
Dedicated to the Lexus and the Ac's (can it be that
it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to MPV's, phat)
Nigga, yeah, yeah (can it be that
it was all so simple then?)
Yo
Kickin' the fly clichés,
doin' duets with Rae and A
Happens to make my day
Though I'm tired of bustin' off shots,
havin' to rock knots
Runnin' up in spot
s and makin' shit hot
I'd rather flip shows
instead of those
Hangin' on my livin' room wall,
my first joint and it went gold
I wanna lamp, I wanna be in the shade
Plus the spotlight,
gettin' my dick rode all night
I want to have me a phat yacht
And enough land to go and
plant my own sess crops
But for now it's just a big dream
'Cause I find myself in a place
where I'm last seen
My thoughts must be relaxed,
be able to maintain
'Cause times is changed
and life is strange
The glorious days is gone and every
body's doin' bad
Yo, mad lives is up for grabs
Brothers passin' away, I gotta make wakes
Receivin' all types
of calls from Up state
Yo, I can't cope with the pressure,
settlin' for lesser
The God left the lessons on my dresser
So I can bloom and blossom,
find a new way
Continue to make more hits
with Rae and A
Sunshine plays a major part
in the daytime
(Peace to mankind,
Ghostface carry a black .9, nigga)
Word up, it's on like that
Can it be that it was all so sim
ple then? (Yeah)
Can it be that it was all so
simple then?
Can it be that it was all so
simple then?
Can it be that it was all so
simple then?
Can it be that-
Can it-
Was all so simple then
Can it be that it was all so-
Simple then
Can it be-
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Can it be that it was all
so simple then?
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Wu-tang Clan 
