Back in the day made renegades
Throwin' up and big parades
Back in the day
Made back in the day
Back in the day back in the day
Back in the day made Gatorade
Big charades and lemonade
Back in the day
Was back in the day
Back in the day back in the day
Back in the day I used to love you
Back in the day I used to fuck you
Back in the day was a day away
Back in the day back in the day
Back in the day I used to play it
Back in the day I used to say it
Back in the day I used to say
Everything would be okay

Time bombs ready to blow
Ready to go
Lost for words
Future reversed

Back in the day
Made war with troops
Shiny boots and loud salutes
Back in the day
Made back in the day
Back in the day, back in the day
Back in the day
Made war with guns
Hot dog buns and life for fun
Back in the day
Was back in the day
Back in the day, back in the day
Back in the day I used to trust it
Seems as though life is rusted
Back in the day was day away.
Back in the day, back in the day
Back in the day I used to say it
Seems as though words are faded
Back in the day I used to say
Everything would be okay

Burial shrouds
And funeral march
Dying here all alone
And I'm bleeding in the dark
Burial shrouds
And the funeral homes
Bleeding in the dark
And I'm dying here alone

Tickety-tock and a tock-tock-tick
Live to die and it makes me sick
Body bags and all that shit
Live to die but don't die rich
Tickety-tock and a tick-tick-tock
Life is short so live the clock
Tickety-tock and a tick-tick-tock
A tock-to-tick-to-
Tick-tick-tick-tock