Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flashbacks, artist - Warlocks
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Song language: English
Flashbacks |
Time is short and flies fast |
Makes me never forget what happened in the past |
But ten years in a blast |
I guess that’s why some of my memories are vast |
Time is short and flies fast |
Makes me never forget what happened in the past |
But ten years in a blast |
I guess that’s why some of my memories are vast |
Ever and always knocked them dead |
We never knew ourselves as knuckleheads |
What my belt buckle said would give me some respect |
I’m supposed to being perfect my life was always a mess |
That’s why I need to get it of my chest I reminisce |
Kids with blades robbing snobs from the west |
On the seventeen of May, re-arranging faces |
Chases by a cop playing Elliot Ness |
We we’re an infamous myth like the monster of Loch Ness |
Nevertheless we kept it going too long |
It’s hard to stay strong when two rights make a wrong |
When people live too fast they surely dies too young |
And so it drops down on my soul like a bomb |
Who’d ever think we’d kick the beat that rocks |
And represent mad on your personal boombox |
Time is short and flies fast |
Makes me never forget what happened in the past |
But ten years in a blast |
I guess that’s why some of my memories are vast |
We used to play poker with pocket change pots |
Robbing lockers for pocket change loot cuts |
Lifting shops for Levi’s and Chevignon jackets |
Sneaking out the backdoor with surprise packets |
Eighty-nine that was the time when a bunch of kids |
Declared war against the fifth line |
Those where the days of growing up |
My man Hawk was bombing every single block up in the Boondocks |
As my crew moved forth |
Everybody at the party started tripping and locked their doors |
And when I got my shot I never missed |
Cause I never aimed high when I was a little kid |
Time flies but I never forget the things I did |
And the people that I used to hang with |
Remember the trains that we used to bomb Emmett |
Remember the days outside seven eleven |
Some came some went time was spent |
But today I think I spent time sufficient |
Rest in peace cats I wish some things where different |
Dure remember we marked the cards and played Blackjack |
So if we lost our money we would get that cash back |
Flashbacks from the good times of eighty-nine |
No cameras on the stations and no guards along the lines |
When everything’s fine time is short and flies fast |
Makes me never forget what happened in the past |
Parts and slices of our lives they where nice |
We’re blowing dust of the ancient mics |
Mad memories shaped like razor sharp knives |
They stabbed me in the heart and the Grey shades of night |
Tight’s the way we used to stick together in my click |
Ninety-two we be hooking up with the Atomic |
Three bandits the time caught up with I panicked |
When I saw I was a grown up kid |
Enough said I never forget how we did |
I’ll let the past be the past and look ahead |
Time is short and flies fast |
Makes me never forget what happened in the past |
But ten years in a blast |
I guess that’s why some of my memories are vast |
Time is short and flies fast |
Makes me never forget what happened in the past |
But ten years in a blast |
I guess that’s why some of my memories are vast |