No.1 Lyrics - Joe Budden - Joe Budden

Joey! 

Let's go back in the days before your present 

Back when it was a little more pleasent 

Before I knew this rap shit would ever lure me in 

Let's go back like Mike Fox in the Delorean 

Back in the day shit, back to the basics 

When brass knuckles used to leave a nigga face ticked 

Its back to the Diadoras and the Asics 

It's back to the New Editon and The Take 6 

I'm number one, one, one, one 

Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say its number one 

Let's go way back if you able to do the math yeah 

I'm talkin' bout the pool table in the cafe yeah 

When the strip was introduce to Paruiqo 

Commodore 64 and Coleco 

Not back to Cali back to the valley 

Back to dapadere yall back to Bally's 

Back before Puma and Stange' 

Before Zhane and go a little further back to Kwame 

Damn we came a long way 

I'm number one, one, one, one 

Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say its number one 

I remeber break dancin' cardboards and backflips 

The royal blue and the orange Patricks 

Wudn't like you homo sucka's 

I had the low top Converse 'cause I could change my logos color 

I remember way back when every clan was stylin' 

Flava Flav clocks and X-Clan medallions 

In class see a girl you glance at her 

Pass her a note do you like me? Circle a answer 

I'm number one, one, one, one 

Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say its number one 

Winters not the best time warm it up Kane had came through 

The eight ball jackets and Columbia Rain suits 

We ain't pay minds to the length of our chains 

Transformers was a dance Decepticons was a gang 

Yall I'm talkin bout sheep skins 

Talkin' bout wearn two pair of jeans when moms gave me a beatin' 

After school three o clock we was able to fight 

Park dibs y'all two turn tables and mike like 

I'm number one, one, one, one 

Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say its number one 

What about when Public Enemy came out and they dropped a classic 

Or the Pee-Wee Herman and the Roger Rabbit 

And the nerds took our tests and they passed 'em for us 

Back to the roof top back to latin quarters 

The olds school's new school now it's the same ol 

It's back to Fila's, gazelles and Kango's 

It's back to 40 ounces back to OE 

Not back to rope chains but back to Gold teeth 

I was the class clown just snappin at cats 

Let's go back to the (?) with the matchin' hats 

Remember the Real Roxanne remember all (?) 

Remember Kool Moe Dee remember Lord Finesse 

I bumped Run-D.M.C. almost every weekend 

The Bronx and Queensbridge just couldn't stop beefin' 

Kept it on wax they ain't have to pack heat 

Back to Ron Zee tapes back to Black Sheep 

I'm number one, one, one, one 

Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say its number one 

Come on say it with me 

I'm talkin' old Bobby Brown before he (?) Whitney 

I used bring all my touys in the tub with me 

A snotty nose kid eatin boogers 

It was Ultimate Warrior and Jimmy Fly Snooka on 

Sometimes I read scriptures like Psalms maybe 

And I didn't wanna go to church but my moms made me 

TV made me laugh 

I remember Knight Rider 'cause Kit used to save his ass 

Let's go back to spoonin' back to Black Moon and 

Back to when wrestlin' had it's own cartoon and 

They used to sleep on us now they demand us 

Will smith told parents they just can't understand us 

Back to playin the dozens 

Back to humpin' our prettiest girl cousin 

Psyche! I'm buggin. 

NWA was simply known 

Let' get back on the block I'm talkin Quincy Jones 

I gotta Jones y'all 

I'm number one, one, one, one 

Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say its number one 

Let's go back before I burned the booth 

When Tevin Campbell was ill before the whole world learned the truth 

Hip hop had a message then dudes was droppin 

I never got what I wanted on back to school shoppin' 

Think about, used to be about shit 

That was back when I still got easter outfits 

We all grew up all older folks 

Its more than just music its a culture folks 

We number one, one, one, one 

Damn it feels good to see hip-hop say its number one 

Remember sugar water 

What was the name of the fuckin' drink 

That they said the fuckin triple K 

The Klu Klux Klan and shit had put some shit in and 

The black niggaz were gon' die - huh? 

Whatever that was, you niggaz knew about it