That Was Then - Billy Woods

We used to make a killing

We used to be tight

Used to keep it in a drop ceiling

Round here used to be wild at night

Used to live in that building

I used to love your wife

Used to lie naked looking at the ceiling

We used to get stupid high

Used to hear them things peelin' off erry mahfucking night

That was then, this is now

That was then, this is now

A face for the crowd at the book signing

A rueful smile

We used to put the dro in vials

No doubt, that was then, this is now

I read it when it came out

I read it when it came out

How the devil always find my house?

Flashlight in the mouth

Gift horses get cavity checks

Barricade the door before bed

Dreads taped to papier-mâché head

Fred Hampton would be here today

Say it with a straight face (a straight face)

Laugh when he says this Apartheid the other way

(Now you catching on!)

Hung up your phone

Spun up a cone

That was then, this is now, homes

That was then, now we grown

That was then, but it’s been now all along

That was then, this is now

(Now all along)

That was then, this is now