Chorus   We don't get down like we used to   We used to be together all the time   But now I find we don't get down    Like we used to be together all the time   But now I find we don't get down like we used to      I wish I had a picture of my little brother on the table   No time to fantasize and this one's no fable   I'd rather be on an island with my mom for one night   We'd reminisce about those trite   Them days of how I was      When the cops were the fuzz    My Stretch Armstrong   Don't even last that long   I'd rather be on top of things   But then my telephone rings   Procrastination sets in    So this is what it brings      Get you it later   There's nobody greater   To get the job done   Except for maybe FreAKAnature   I'd rather be on top with these jobs   Get them finished completely   I pull the plug on my phone   When I'm alone   And my neighbor sees me      But its cool   I'd rather be on trial with a witness   Who was targeting the fool   Taken such a long time   Think about the family, the memory bank, yes   Fathead is where I'd rather be         Chorus      Wishing for renditions of the past   And conditions of the present   But my mission's incomplete with out the visions   That I have from day to day   I pray I'll stay this way forever   Like the boy, father, mother, sister, brother   And myself the freAKA, who I can't recall      Oh yes y'all, right down the hall, I guess ya'll   There was this chillin disco ball   On the ceiling feeling good   I'm all about   The rhymes see the way I'm speaking   Keeps me guessing if I'm Indian, white black or Puerto Rican      But I'm seeking deeper meaning   Than the color of my skin   As to why I cannot try    To spread some views from down within   Cry myself to sleep   I'm set by nations under siege   Politicians, jurisdictions, and the deadly disease      It takes young and even younger   Sad to see them fall apart   It's hard to please, worse try   If we do not make a start   Its life for future generations   When life is made for living   Giving help to those in need      (Instrumental Part)      Chorus, repeat until end