Artist: Big K.R.I.T. f/ Chamillionaire Album: Return of 4Eva Song: Time Machine Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com [Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.] In my time machine, yeah I ride clean Marinate the scene with my high beams Candy-coated dreams whenever I lean Take me forward far, this ain't just a car This my time machine (take me way back, way back) This my time machine (take me way back, way, way back) This my time machine (take me way back, way back) Take me forward far, this ain't just a car This my time machine [Big K.R.I.T.] Take me way back, Scarface in our tape deck Riding with my poppa, rocking a starter and some gray sweats Gave me game as we rolled down 8th street Niggas out there flexing, don't be stressing what you can't be and don't be vouching, don't believe in what you can't see unless it's God, and don't be borrowing cause ain't shit free You got your family and your friends when you need relief There'll come a time when I can't be there when you need me He leant my seat back (way, way back) When it come to music, yeah you need that (way, way back) Forever in the cut where you be at (way, way back) Forgive and forget, your anger, leave that (way, way back) Don't be wasting time cause time is all you have Don't be chasing hoes, boy go chase this cash I can't say no mo', you'll learn it on your own I couldn't understand it then, but you know that I'm grown [Chorus] [Big K.R.I.T.] Take me way back, fitted with a wave cap Brushing in the hallway, tryna keep these waves flat Broads come and go, rarely would they fuck with me My brother was a player, I was favored off of many streets Learning rules, paying dues, made myself a name Laughing at these caped crusader saviors cause them niggas lame Handcuffing, claim they loving on a freaky dame But she a bopper, I got partners that done ran a train We play the game (way, way back) Even as a youngster, knew I'd be a King (way, way back) Told them non-believers I would never change (way, way back) Mississippi where I'm from and that's the shit I claim (way, way back) It's funny how they flock when they heard you got that knot Wouldn't bust it open now they dying to set it out Dying to hit my couch, get off in they mind like I'ma fall in love, take 'em back in time [Chorus] [Chamillionaire] Uh, uh, hold up, I just wanna say what's up, to the women they discuss Ain't no rust, you can never say it's lust, this the only dame I trust Ain't it plush, you can see the painted struts, got the naked lady just painted up, this ain't no Mercedes cause, bet it make your baby blush Coats of candy got 'em saying I'm delicious Every woman on her knees that's looking up is not religious And I feel like Master P had me not taking minor digits If you ain't about this life, then close your pipe and mind your bidness Screw taught us stay authentic and they gon' love your jams Watts told us gotta keep on mashing and we gon' run the land J. Prince and Drake were the reasons you had to become a fan And the only way we ain't gon' win is when we under-plan Throw a prayer up for Japan, I swear the daily news be having me tripping Everybody that got a cross hanging off they neck is not a Christian When the police pull you over they'll say you fit the description Bun B that's our O.G., R.I.P. Pimp C, feel like I'm with him when I'm in my time machine [Chorus]