Supastition - Nickled Needles V2 lyrics

Let's take a trip down memory lane

And put a nickle on the needle
Put a nickle on the needle
We was on some ol' fo' finger ring shit
Gold chain and our jeans fit
Put a nickle on the needle
For the days way before the remix

Back when you was scratchin'
On Radio Shack mixers
When Charles Barkley was still
Datin' his black sisters
Back when you was playin'
Cassettes in wack systems
Before the terrorist attacks and
The crack victims
When nobody would look at Supa
Even draft pick him
When ass kissin' bastards weren't
Even half listenin'
Before these little dimes used to
Nag me and chase me
Before the cancellation date of
Cagney and Lacey before we had break beats
Back in the days of the A Team
I used to sit in class, straight day dream
When the teacher used to say things
Back in middle school lessons
At Rose High we ridiculed freshman
I miss the cool lessons how
We picked on names
When your Atari used to come
With joysticks and games
When all a rapper used to spit was flames
That's the shit that I grew up on
(Oh my my my) shit done changed
Before Common Sense switched his name
Back when niggas got stuck for their
Starter coats and vicked for chains
When it was Dig Dug and Centipede
When everyone used to
Always recognize samples
Quicker than the sent of weed
When every rap song always had
To end with "peace!"
And grandmama used to cook and
Saved the dinner grease old school
If you sick of all the
People that are young bloods
Tell 'em, "put a nickle on the needle"

Back in the days of the vocalist
When I used to put paper in the top
Of the tape to dub over it
When Def Jam had manufacturing problems
Every album side two
Was longer than side one
Before the days of T-Money and Todd-1
When nobody was stealing money
Off the art form
I miss the days when rappers
Had DJ's backin' 'em but these days
DJ's are no more than an acronyms
Back when Actro Benz was drug dealer ride
Scott La Rock had 'em all
And he was still alive
When we was gettin' ass whoopings
Remember when we used to think that
Spinderella was the best lookin'?
When stores had records, not so many to sell
LL and Big Daddy Kane was skinny as hell
Back when I was Gemini
Making tapes at my cousin's house
I was a pimp with light skin
Niggas was in style
Before Joe Simmons received his Christening
Everyone was 5%
Preaching to they Christian friends
Before Scoob and Scrap danced together
When Melle Mel used to rock
With leather pants and feathers
Whoever thought "yes
Yes y'all" would chant forever?
All my '86 people, put your hands together
All my '87 people, put your hands together
All my '88 people, keep on

M-Phazes, rock rock on
Muneshine, rock rock on
Madwreck, rock rock on
And to my dawg Kenn Starr, keep on
And yo Seven, rock rock on
DJ Felz, rock rock on
DJ Shorty, rock rock on
And all my real DJ's keep on

"To show our appreciation for your support"
"Thank you DJ's" "What?"

All my DJ's just keep on