Retrospect
Song by Nite Owl
Album
E
I mean we were just sittin back, you know, choppin it up
Reminiscing ‘bout the good old days
And all that
You know, trackin’ my roots, where I came from
Where I’m going
But like I say man
Always said it
It’s not about the destination
It’s all about the journey
It’s all about the journey baby
Ain't nothing changed but the weather
The dangling carrot it hang from the rearview
Your dreams in the past ain't nowhere near you
Backseat drivers got nothin but 2 cents
Shotgun riders too bias they all liars
I should get a A for effort I’m too tired
But I’m never giving up that’s why I’m kinda admired
Role model like it or not I gotta play it
Sugar coat the rhymes sometimes but still say it
Said I was quittin at 40 is just a fib
I’m still a kid that wiping the food off of my bib
You ever wanted something so bad that you could taste it
Cried over every opportunity wasted
Good and bad news which one you want first
Either way you pick the bad still gon hurt you the worst
I never got to bask in the fruits of the labor
And I never got the cash from that dude from the label
I’m just thinking back
Can we go way back way back way back
It’s time to go way back way back way back
You see, in retrospect I woulda did it the same
In hindsight I’m the only one to blame
I ain’t picky I’m just real specific
I want nothing less than terrific
I know y’all get it
I’m aggressive so our style is clashing
Killer instinct and I play with passion
I’d rather be hated for being one of the realest
Then get a lot of love for these overrated appearance
I can stand on skill alone
But I’m a package deal
I can write the whole song and rap for real
I got my head in a cloud with a pun intended
I don’t want to see nobody I don’t want no visits
Introverted I just flirt with the music
Small circle how I choose it
Stay away from squares the the one that look like a L-7
I been doing this since I was 11
And the s*** gets real
Can we go way back way back way back
It’s time to go way back way back way back
Pure pandemonium when I’m in the building
Grown man flow I ain't got time for the children
Now you can boo me jump off I’m winnin
I still love you though shout out to the women
Wash U was cool they was actin’ wild
Walk in leave drunk it was packed for Owl
Belligerent students man the s*** got messy
Remind me of my first show I did at the Red Sea
I aint have no DJ, just a tape deck
Opened up for sun of star child I love that
Met this cat named Larry he was with the Avengers
Showed me how to make moves and walk with the winners
Soon went to the pen and never seen him again
But I did a couple shows with his friends
Lumber jack brown clown so-n-so and dude with the orange pants
10 years later now I’m rockin the orange pants
But they Girdbauds though
You know fresh to def
Always and forever
Don’t get it twisted
Number one listed
Nitro with the nice flow
Ya know, ya dig
Take a picture baby it’ll last longer
All in ya bow bow bow
In retrospect
Just thinking back
To the time when it was all good
Golden era
Reminiscing ‘bout the good old days
And all that
You know, trackin’ my roots, where I came from
Where I’m going
But like I say man
Always said it
It’s not about the destination
It’s all about the journey
It’s all about the journey baby
Ain't nothing changed but the weather
The dangling carrot it hang from the rearview
Your dreams in the past ain't nowhere near you
Backseat drivers got nothin but 2 cents
Shotgun riders too bias they all liars
I should get a A for effort I’m too tired
But I’m never giving up that’s why I’m kinda admired
Role model like it or not I gotta play it
Sugar coat the rhymes sometimes but still say it
Said I was quittin at 40 is just a fib
I’m still a kid that wiping the food off of my bib
You ever wanted something so bad that you could taste it
Cried over every opportunity wasted
Good and bad news which one you want first
Either way you pick the bad still gon hurt you the worst
I never got to bask in the fruits of the labor
And I never got the cash from that dude from the label
I’m just thinking back
Can we go way back way back way back
It’s time to go way back way back way back
You see, in retrospect I woulda did it the same
In hindsight I’m the only one to blame
I ain’t picky I’m just real specific
I want nothing less than terrific
I know y’all get it
I’m aggressive so our style is clashing
Killer instinct and I play with passion
I’d rather be hated for being one of the realest
Then get a lot of love for these overrated appearance
I can stand on skill alone
But I’m a package deal
I can write the whole song and rap for real
I got my head in a cloud with a pun intended
I don’t want to see nobody I don’t want no visits
Introverted I just flirt with the music
Small circle how I choose it
Stay away from squares the the one that look like a L-7
I been doing this since I was 11
And the s*** gets real
Can we go way back way back way back
It’s time to go way back way back way back
Pure pandemonium when I’m in the building
Grown man flow I ain't got time for the children
Now you can boo me jump off I’m winnin
I still love you though shout out to the women
Wash U was cool they was actin’ wild
Walk in leave drunk it was packed for Owl
Belligerent students man the s*** got messy
Remind me of my first show I did at the Red Sea
I aint have no DJ, just a tape deck
Opened up for sun of star child I love that
Met this cat named Larry he was with the Avengers
Showed me how to make moves and walk with the winners
Soon went to the pen and never seen him again
But I did a couple shows with his friends
Lumber jack brown clown so-n-so and dude with the orange pants
10 years later now I’m rockin the orange pants
But they Girdbauds though
You know fresh to def
Always and forever
Don’t get it twisted
Number one listed
Nitro with the nice flow
Ya know, ya dig
Take a picture baby it’ll last longer
All in ya bow bow bow
In retrospect
Just thinking back
To the time when it was all good
Golden era