(Verse 1) I was reminiscing in the kitchen, drinkin, thinkin 'bout the past Lookin for some records just diggin in the trash Searching for something to ease a young little mind Other little kids they run up on me from behind They was laughin and pointin, callin me out by my name You nasty little nigga boy you need to be ashamed I had no vinyl but I knew they knew where I live They followed me and bothered me all the way to the crib, saying (Chorus) I-HI, I-HI I-HI, I-HIIA (Verse 2) I ran up in my room, took a look through my stack Some of them where kool some were crick and some were cracked Created a way to play em, my technique was so live A nickel on a head to heel that scratched 45 A lot of warped LP's look at how they swerve Do you know what you listenin to? it's some shit you never heard We was dancing, swingin, movin to the groove But it's kinda hard to party when they pointin at my shoes, sayin (Chorus) (Men talking) -- Did it again! -- Yes you did motherfucker. I saw that. Everybody saw that, you fucked up (Verse 3) It's still the same, ain't shit really changed Some people gonna complain If you're grown, just go on and do your thing Either rap or sing, or just dance or chill Take a chance if you will, try to enjoy every day When you're at work with no play Cause either way somebody's gonna say (Chorus)