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This song deals with my former rap crew M2S: How we came together and what eventually drove us apart.
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CAN’T GO HOME
Sometimes people ask me what’s up with an M2S reunion?
I say you’re gonna have to ask those other 3 dudes, when
The egos and pride get put to the side,
Only then will you again see the L-Raizaz ride.
It’s been a long time since 1989
When L-Hood was first founded. We was trying to shine
As four nerds from the hood trying to find a place to fit in.
Where we would be ourselves and not kiss any butt to get in.
We tried to find a crew that had a few pre-reck-wits:
That rocked them video games before everyone else did,
That loved real hip-hop, like Tribe called questes,
Collected Transformers, and scortched the basketball netses.
That had college dreams of working big money professions,
And stayed out of trouble, so their parents saw them as blessings.
We just wanted somewhere we could belong,
But couldn’t vibe with other cliques because the feeling was wrong, and I…
Can’t Go Home Again,
Longfellow was the school that ruled, and L-Hood was the zone.
Can’t Go Home Again,
Now the school is closed, and nobody calls L-Hood Home.
The summer of 93 was a pinnacle year,
Will hanging at Jon’s set the whole thing in gear.
Dev came all the way up from the dirty to hang
Every Saturday the four of us were doing our thang.
We saw Breed at the riverfront. Tribe on the Southside.
Chronic and Illmatic were the hottest tapes in Jon’s ride.
Had a ton of fun watching Webber get drafted,
While playing Metroid on Super NES, getting blasted.
We drank crystal Pepsi, Faygo had Arctic Sun.
We ate Salt and vinegar Chips watching marathons
Of transformer cartoons. We played basketball,
The world was ours, like we could reach out and grab it all.
But by far the best and most fun that we had was
When we recorded the Straight From The L double album.
We all thought the good times would never stop.
And now old tapes and memories are all that we’ve got, so I…
Can’t Go Home Again,
Longfellow was the school that ruled, and L-Hood was the zone.
Can’t Go Home Again,
Now the school is closed, and nobody calls L-Hood Home.
Was Phalanx I-N-T the beginning of the end?
When we became business partners, did we stop being friends?
It wasn’t like when we did shows in our college days,
Passing out Reach For the Rewind, now the times have changed.
When we went down to Atlanta, it was all business,
Or talking with our women, stead of enjoying the visit,
And it fell apart from there, things started to get heated,
Lotsa strife with wives and girlfriends, like what broke up the beatles,
Oh No! we vowed to be best friends for life,
Now we can’t even get a “like” on our facebook sites.
And it saddens me that the mighty four-man crew
Has basically been cut in half and reduced to two.
Now, I know we all got lives, wives, kids and careers,
But don’t just throw away this thing we’ve been building for 20 years!
Yo, don’t worry. Until the band gets back together,
I’m still claiming M2S. L-Hood forever. Although I…
Can’t Go Home Again,
Longfellow was the school that ruled, and L-Hood was the zone.
Can’t Go Home Again,
Now the school is closed, and nobody calls L-Hood Home.
Hey, remember when we used to play Phantasy Star Onlie every Tuesday on that old Dreamcast? Those were the days…
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from
The Third One,
released August 29, 2014
written, recorded and produced by Jugghead
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