WaybackWen from Profectus Incrementum by Sam Hunter

(Chorus)

I been rapping since way back when
Vocal tracking since way back when
I been rapping since way back when
Vocal stacking since way back when

This is a banga for the hip hop heads
Another tune for the hip hop heads
When you, down and out
But you will not quit
This is a song for the hip hop kids

(Verse 1)

Throw it back to the days
When we lived in a Swiss land
Rockawear, with a tick
On my kicks fam
Fly … like the airforce one’assss
14 years old
just a young Little Hunta
dreaming of kicken a ball for a living
Before music
Playing sport was the vision
People in awe when I would lift it
Over the wall like I was Beckham
Topped with some curve & precision
Uh
I used to love her
That was common sense
Until that, wall came down
Then I was the fence
What should I do
Busta couple rhymes with the crew
Then I knew that
Nothing but the pen would do
Bought a mic
Then we set up in my room

(Chorus)

I been rapping since way back when
Vocal tracking since way back when
I been rapping since way back when
Vocal stacking since way back when

This is a banga for the hip hop heads
Another tune for the hip hop heads
When you, down and out
But you will not quit
This is a song for the hip hop kids

(Verse 2)

Soulful records was the label
That embraced me
Saved me, took me seriously
When I was dainty, lazy,
Just everyday blazin
Sucka
My mother … thought she was
Raising a fuck up
Look at me now ma
I’m getting paid
Running streams
Getting praise when I hit the stage
Yo you
You know what they say
10,000 thousands hours
Doesn’t happen in a day
If you have a dream
Never let it fade
Keep, paving your way
Just stay in your lane
It’s insane how society tricks us
And sticks us
Up in a box until we give up
It’s sick huh
Fuck the system
Keep persisting
Never let them tell you any different

(Chorus)
I been rapping since way back when
Vocal tracking since way back when
I been rapping since way back when
Vocal stacking since way back when

This is a banga for the hip hop heads
Another tune for the hip hop heads
When you, down and out
But you will not quit
This is a song for the hip hop kids

(Verse 3)

Way back when
Before the smart phone era
BlackBerry in my pocket
Full of lyrics
I used to rap to anybody
Who would hear it
L.beatz on beatbox
The streets locked down
Full of spirit
And we all had the presence of mind
To tap in
Rapp-in was the passion
When the bell rang for class
I was last in
ladies man with a cheeky grin
Undercover iPod listening to weezy
And the score by the fugees
The teacher yelled Sam
Are you, ready or not
Cos we gotta a test coming up
Well if it’s hip hop knowledge
Ms then bring it on
No, my luck
it was Spanish
Ya boy could never speak it
Unless it was
cypress hill was
Blastin out the speakers
Bless up to hip hop
You’ve always been a teacher

• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Neo-Soul
• Rap
• Sam Hunter
• double bass
• funk
• hip hop soul
• melodic
• piano
• saxophone
• smoothe
• Sydney