Can It Be All So Simple (Radio Edit)

Hey, you know, everybody's talking about the "good old days," right?

Everybody, the good old days, the good old days

Well, let's talk about the good old days

Can it be that is was all so simple then? (Know what I'm sayin'? Take you on this lyrical high real quick)

Can it be that is was all so simple then? (1993 exoticness)

Can it be that is was all so simple then? (Know what I'm sayin'? Let's get technical)

Can it be that is was all so simple then? (Where's your bone at? Get up on that shit, a'ight? Yo)

Started off on the island, aka Shaolin

Brothers wilin', 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

Shootin' that, "That's that shhh" in his blood stream

That's the life of a grimy, real-life crimey

And others 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

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 salt

No jokes, I'm not playin', get his folks

Desert Eagle his joint and put him in a yoke

And to know for sure, I got reck and rip shop

I pointed a gat at his mother's knot

Open it up, kid, I want everything

Right now, boy, roll it out

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Dedicated to the winners and the losers

Dedicated to all Jeeps and Land Cruisers

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Dedicated to the 5's, 850i's

Dedicated to **** who do drive-by's

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Dedicated to the Lexus and the Ac's

Dedicated to MPV's, phat

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

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 spots and makin' **** hot

I'd rather flip shows instead of those

Hangin' on my livin' room wall, my first joint and it went gold

I want to lamp, I want to be in the shade

Plus the spotlight, gettin' my **** 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 everybody's doin' bad

Yo, mad lives is up for grabs

Brothers passin' away, I gotta make wakes

Receivin' all types of calls from upstate

Yo, I can't cope with the pressure, settlin' for lesser

The god left lessons on my dresser

So I can bloom and blossom, find a new way

To 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

Can it be that is was all so simple then?

Can it be that is was all so simple then?

Can it be that is was all so simple then?

Can it be that is was all so simple then?

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Can it be that is was all so simple then?

Can it be that is was all so simple then?