| Song | As I Reminisce |
| Artist | Masta Ace |
| Album | Take a Look Around |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Masta Ace | |
| Yeah | |
| Just sittin' here in the studio, you know | |
| Thinking about the old days | |
| And reminiscin about how things used to be | |
| I can remember back then real well | |
| ( *knocking* ) | |
| Come in | |
| Oh, what up, yo | |
| Ice U Rock in the house | |
| What's up y'all? | |
| (What's up) | |
| Yo, I was here in the studio, you know | |
| Reminiscin about the past and how things used to be | |
| (Word) | |
| You know | |
| Big man Uneek is here, my man Master Ice, you know | |
| Ehm.. | |
| Yo Ice, won't you, you know | |
| Talk a little bit about the old days from what you can remember | |
| [ VERSE 1: Ice ] | |
| As I reminisce back growin up around my way | |
| I can't help but think about the games we used to play | |
| We used to play games that would make parents mutter | |
| Like Tag, Spider, and Hot Peas and Butter | |
| We rode our bikes through Prospect Park | |
| Did jumps over hills and came back before dark | |
| We even rode skateboards downtown and back | |
| In fact, we were scared, so razorblades we would pack | |
| Played basketball ( ? ), and we | |
| Played Chinese handball at a park called [Name] | |
| And he who lost was forced to play the wall | |
| And then got hit in the butt with the ball | |
| And after we worked up a sweat and got loose | |
| We bought a Hero and a 50 cent juice | |
| Word yo | |
| Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day? | |
| Yo, let's Ice finish.. | |
| [ VERSE 2: Ice ] | |
| Just think about when your moms used to dress you it hurts | |
| Church shoes and real loud shirts | |
| Feelin dumb, so yourself you redeem | |
| You buy some mocknecks and some tailor-made garbadines | |
| Remember those pants with the pockets on the side | |
| You wore with your Pumas and strutted with every stride? | |
| The winter months appeared to be ( ? ) | |
| You sported snow boots, leather bomber, then sheepskins | |
| Then when you felt the spring breeze | |
| You bought a name buckle to wear with your Lee's | |
| Campus shorts and shirts in the heat | |
| With a nylon do rag, Adidas on your feet | |
| With real thick laces (Ha!) Am I lying? Shoot | |
| Don't even front, you even had a Hawaiian suit | |
| Haha.. | |
| Crazy, I never had a Hawaiian suit, man | |
| Yo Uneek, go 'head | |
| [ VERSE 3: Uneek ] | |
| The nineties are here, times are going fast | |
| And it's the perfect time to reminisce about the past | |
| When I think about it, I get a pang | |
| And hear people back then talk with they slang | |
| I hear it now, it sounds corny | |
| When 'give me a pound' was 'lay some skin on me'?! | |
| People wore afros and called it their natural | |
| And if you were soft back then, it meant that you | |
| Were a sucker boy who used to irk me | |
| You never was really down, a jive-time turkey | |
| Most other kids used to joke and diss | |
| It was called a ( ? ) and it'd sound like this | |
| (That's why you got rejects) then the next guy would say | |
| (But my rejects are new and yours are old, okay?) | |
| Word | |
| Now we sayin Big Uneek | |
| [ VERSE 4: Uneek ] | |
| As I reminisce I'll always remember | |
| 1984, the month was September | |
| My first year of high school and every fool knows | |
| You had to dress fresh and look hype in your school clothes | |
| I had the clothes with something added | |
| A gold name plate when a few people had it | |
| Now that was trouble, cause you would get robbed | |
| On the bus goin home, by a crazy large mob | |
| They'd sneak on the back of the bus and they looked | |
| For somethin they wanted, what they found was what they took | |
| One day they found me, standin in the lane | |
| They didn't hesitate to say, "Shorty, run your chain" | |
| Before I could fight someone snatched it and jetted | |
| Everyone was a victim and I'll never forget it | |
| Word, man | |
| Them times were kinda rough, man | |
| Yo Ace, you remember times like that, man? | |
| [ VERSE 4: Master Ace ] | |
| Yeah, I can remember like back then, son | |
| You didn't have to worry about a knife or a gun | |
| You balled up your fist like a man and fought your fight | |
| And kept your left up if your brother taught you right | |
| (Word) Back then, a fist was your best weapon | |
| So you threw up your hands instead of just steppin | |
| And if you lost, you lived to fight another day | |
| I heard a brother say now there's no other way | |
| To win a fight except to use a bullet | |
| "The trigger makes me feel bigger when I pull it" | |
| He said, I just shook my head at this | |
| And that's what made me wanna reminisce | |
| ( *knocking* ) | |
| Yo come in | |
| Oh yo, it's my dancers, the Big Steps in the house | |
| My man Shawn, S Boogie | |
| My man Glaze in the house | |
| (Always chillin, yo | |
| What's up y'all, how y'all doin man, y'all coolin?) | |
| (Of course, I'm always chillin) | |
| Yo, y'all ain't gon' believe who's in the house | |
| Y'all ain't gon' believe who's in the house | |
| (Oh shit) | |
| Yo, tell em who's in the house | |
| The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
| The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
| The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
| The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps.. | |
| ( *shout outs * ) | |
| ...damn, why you gotta 'motherfucker' on everything? | |
| I don't care | |
| Word up, I ain't havin it | |
| Whose mother you're bonin? | |
| I know you're bonin somebody's.. |
| zuo ci : Masta Ace | |
| Yeah | |
| Just sittin' here in the studio, you know | |
| Thinking about the old days | |
| And reminiscin about how things used to be | |
| I can remember back then real well | |
| knocking | |
| Come in | |
| Oh, what up, yo | |
| Ice U Rock in the house | |
| What' s up y' all? | |
| What' s up | |
| Yo, I was here in the studio, you know | |
| Reminiscin about the past and how things used to be | |
| Word | |
| You know | |
| Big man Uneek is here, my man Master Ice, you know | |
| Ehm.. | |
| Yo Ice, won' t you, you know | |
| Talk a little bit about the old days from what you can remember | |
| VERSE 1: Ice | |
| As I reminisce back growin up around my way | |
| I can' t help but think about the games we used to play | |
| We used to play games that would make parents mutter | |
| Like Tag, Spider, and Hot Peas and Butter | |
| We rode our bikes through Prospect Park | |
| Did jumps over hills and came back before dark | |
| We even rode skateboards downtown and back | |
| In fact, we were scared, so razorblades we would pack | |
| Played basketball nbsp? , and we | |
| Played Chinese handball at a park called Name | |
| And he who lost was forced to play the wall | |
| And then got hit in the butt with the ball | |
| And after we worked up a sweat and got loose | |
| We bought a Hero and a 50 cent juice | |
| Word yo | |
| Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day? | |
| Yo, let' s Ice finish.. | |
| VERSE 2: Ice | |
| Just think about when your moms used to dress you it hurts | |
| Church shoes and real loud shirts | |
| Feelin dumb, so yourself you redeem | |
| You buy some mocknecks and some tailormade garbadines | |
| Remember those pants with the pockets on the side | |
| You wore with your Pumas and strutted with every stride? | |
| The winter months appeared to be nbsp? | |
| You sported snow boots, leather bomber, then sheepskins | |
| Then when you felt the spring breeze | |
| You bought a name buckle to wear with your Lee' s | |
| Campus shorts and shirts in the heat | |
| With a nylon do rag, Adidas on your feet | |
| With real thick laces Ha! Am I lying? Shoot | |
| Don' t even front, you even had a Hawaiian suit | |
| Haha.. | |
| Crazy, I never had a Hawaiian suit, man | |
| Yo Uneek, go ' head | |
| VERSE 3: Uneek | |
| The nineties are here, times are going fast | |
| And it' s the perfect time to reminisce about the past | |
| When I think about it, I get a pang | |
| And hear people back then talk with they slang | |
| I hear it now, it sounds corny | |
| When ' give me a pound' was ' lay some skin on me'?! | |
| People wore afros and called it their natural | |
| And if you were soft back then, it meant that you | |
| Were a sucker boy who used to irk me | |
| You never was really down, a jivetime turkey | |
| Most other kids used to joke and diss | |
| It was called a nbsp? and it' d sound like this | |
| That' s why you got rejects then the next guy would say | |
| But my rejects are new and yours are old, okay? | |
| Word | |
| Now we sayin Big Uneek | |
| VERSE 4: Uneek | |
| As I reminisce I' ll always remember | |
| 1984, the month was September | |
| My first year of high school and every fool knows | |
| You had to dress fresh and look hype in your school clothes | |
| I had the clothes with something added | |
| A gold name plate when a few people had it | |
| Now that was trouble, cause you would get robbed | |
| On the bus goin home, by a crazy large mob | |
| They' d sneak on the back of the bus and they looked | |
| For somethin they wanted, what they found was what they took | |
| One day they found me, standin in the lane | |
| They didn' t hesitate to say, " Shorty, run your chain" | |
| Before I could fight someone snatched it and jetted | |
| Everyone was a victim and I' ll never forget it | |
| Word, man | |
| Them times were kinda rough, man | |
| Yo Ace, you remember times like that, man? | |
| VERSE 4: Master Ace | |
| Yeah, I can remember like back then, son | |
| You didn' t have to worry about a knife or a gun | |
| You balled up your fist like a man and fought your fight | |
| And kept your left up if your brother taught you right | |
| Word Back then, a fist was your best weapon | |
| So you threw up your hands instead of just steppin | |
| And if you lost, you lived to fight another day | |
| I heard a brother say now there' s no other way | |
| To win a fight except to use a bullet | |
| " The trigger makes me feel bigger when I pull it" | |
| He said, I just shook my head at this | |
| And that' s what made me wanna reminisce | |
| knocking | |
| Yo come in | |
| Oh yo, it' s my dancers, the Big Steps in the house | |
| My man Shawn, S Boogie | |
| My man Glaze in the house | |
| Always chillin, yo | |
| What' s up y' all, how y' all doin man, y' all coolin? | |
| Of course, I' m always chillin | |
| Yo, y' all ain' t gon' believe who' s in the house | |
| Y' all ain' t gon' believe who' s in the house | |
| Oh shit | |
| Yo, tell em who' s in the house | |
| The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
| The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
| The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
| The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps.. | |
| shout outs | |
| ... damn, why you gotta ' motherfucker' on everything? | |
| I don' t care | |
| Word up, I ain' t havin it | |
| Whose mother you' re bonin? | |
| I know you' re bonin somebody' s.. |
| zuò cí : Masta Ace | |
| Yeah | |
| Just sittin' here in the studio, you know | |
| Thinking about the old days | |
| And reminiscin about how things used to be | |
| I can remember back then real well | |
| knocking | |
| Come in | |
| Oh, what up, yo | |
| Ice U Rock in the house | |
| What' s up y' all? | |
| What' s up | |
| Yo, I was here in the studio, you know | |
| Reminiscin about the past and how things used to be | |
| Word | |
| You know | |
| Big man Uneek is here, my man Master Ice, you know | |
| Ehm.. | |
| Yo Ice, won' t you, you know | |
| Talk a little bit about the old days from what you can remember | |
| VERSE 1: Ice | |
| As I reminisce back growin up around my way | |
| I can' t help but think about the games we used to play | |
| We used to play games that would make parents mutter | |
| Like Tag, Spider, and Hot Peas and Butter | |
| We rode our bikes through Prospect Park | |
| Did jumps over hills and came back before dark | |
| We even rode skateboards downtown and back | |
| In fact, we were scared, so razorblades we would pack | |
| Played basketball nbsp? , and we | |
| Played Chinese handball at a park called Name | |
| And he who lost was forced to play the wall | |
| And then got hit in the butt with the ball | |
| And after we worked up a sweat and got loose | |
| We bought a Hero and a 50 cent juice | |
| Word yo | |
| Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day? | |
| Yo, let' s Ice finish.. | |
| VERSE 2: Ice | |
| Just think about when your moms used to dress you it hurts | |
| Church shoes and real loud shirts | |
| Feelin dumb, so yourself you redeem | |
| You buy some mocknecks and some tailormade garbadines | |
| Remember those pants with the pockets on the side | |
| You wore with your Pumas and strutted with every stride? | |
| The winter months appeared to be nbsp? | |
| You sported snow boots, leather bomber, then sheepskins | |
| Then when you felt the spring breeze | |
| You bought a name buckle to wear with your Lee' s | |
| Campus shorts and shirts in the heat | |
| With a nylon do rag, Adidas on your feet | |
| With real thick laces Ha! Am I lying? Shoot | |
| Don' t even front, you even had a Hawaiian suit | |
| Haha.. | |
| Crazy, I never had a Hawaiian suit, man | |
| Yo Uneek, go ' head | |
| VERSE 3: Uneek | |
| The nineties are here, times are going fast | |
| And it' s the perfect time to reminisce about the past | |
| When I think about it, I get a pang | |
| And hear people back then talk with they slang | |
| I hear it now, it sounds corny | |
| When ' give me a pound' was ' lay some skin on me'?! | |
| People wore afros and called it their natural | |
| And if you were soft back then, it meant that you | |
| Were a sucker boy who used to irk me | |
| You never was really down, a jivetime turkey | |
| Most other kids used to joke and diss | |
| It was called a nbsp? and it' d sound like this | |
| That' s why you got rejects then the next guy would say | |
| But my rejects are new and yours are old, okay? | |
| Word | |
| Now we sayin Big Uneek | |
| VERSE 4: Uneek | |
| As I reminisce I' ll always remember | |
| 1984, the month was September | |
| My first year of high school and every fool knows | |
| You had to dress fresh and look hype in your school clothes | |
| I had the clothes with something added | |
| A gold name plate when a few people had it | |
| Now that was trouble, cause you would get robbed | |
| On the bus goin home, by a crazy large mob | |
| They' d sneak on the back of the bus and they looked | |
| For somethin they wanted, what they found was what they took | |
| One day they found me, standin in the lane | |
| They didn' t hesitate to say, " Shorty, run your chain" | |
| Before I could fight someone snatched it and jetted | |
| Everyone was a victim and I' ll never forget it | |
| Word, man | |
| Them times were kinda rough, man | |
| Yo Ace, you remember times like that, man? | |
| VERSE 4: Master Ace | |
| Yeah, I can remember like back then, son | |
| You didn' t have to worry about a knife or a gun | |
| You balled up your fist like a man and fought your fight | |
| And kept your left up if your brother taught you right | |
| Word Back then, a fist was your best weapon | |
| So you threw up your hands instead of just steppin | |
| And if you lost, you lived to fight another day | |
| I heard a brother say now there' s no other way | |
| To win a fight except to use a bullet | |
| " The trigger makes me feel bigger when I pull it" | |
| He said, I just shook my head at this | |
| And that' s what made me wanna reminisce | |
| knocking | |
| Yo come in | |
| Oh yo, it' s my dancers, the Big Steps in the house | |
| My man Shawn, S Boogie | |
| My man Glaze in the house | |
| Always chillin, yo | |
| What' s up y' all, how y' all doin man, y' all coolin? | |
| Of course, I' m always chillin | |
| Yo, y' all ain' t gon' believe who' s in the house | |
| Y' all ain' t gon' believe who' s in the house | |
| Oh shit | |
| Yo, tell em who' s in the house | |
| The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
| The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
| The Big Steps, the Big Steps | |
| The Big Steps, Big Steps, the Big Steps.. | |
| shout outs | |
| ... damn, why you gotta ' motherfucker' on everything? | |
| I don' t care | |
| Word up, I ain' t havin it | |
| Whose mother you' re bonin? | |
| I know you' re bonin somebody' s.. |