Yeah yo yo what time the plane leavin'?
Ahhh alright, I'll see you at the airport
R-r-r-r-rock on
Memories don't live like people do
They always remember you
Whether things are good or bad
It's just the memories
Memories don't live like people do-o
Baby, don't forget me
I'm a travellin' man, movin' through places
Space and time, gotta lotta things I
Got to do, God willin' I'm comin'
Back to you, my baby boo
I'm a travellin' man movin' through places
Space and time (space and time), gotta lotta things I
Got to do, but God willin' I'm comin'
Back to you, baby boo
I'm leavin'
Well, go 'head and leave
The call heard 'round the world from the wives of MC's
These cats is payin' more than half a pound, my garment bag I snatch it down
Ain't got the state but we could prolly run a blacker town
Scenarios like this is tear jerkers
For the modern MC, i.e. the blue collar worker
Cause this thing called rhymin' no different from coal minin'
We both on assignment to unearth the diamond
When you start climbin' and them eyes start shinin'
You be strugglin' and strivin' and they think you prime-timin'
Maintain' and keep silent, make note, an observation
This confrontation, this is the daily operation
My concentration, stay focused on my recitation
'Bout to reach my destination with no pause or hesitation
Baby make the preparation cause this ain't no recreation
This is Pro Ball! And we lettin' you know y'all
At the show y'all, doin' this for dough y'all
Get the phone call and I'm ready to blow y'all
'Bout to go y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm lettin' you know that
Memories don't live like people do
They always remember you
Whether things are good or bad
It's just the memories
Memories don't live like people do-o
Baby, don't forget me
I'm a travellin' man, movin' through places
Space and time, gotta lotta of things I
Got to do, God willin' I'm comin'
Back to you, my baby boo
I'm a travellin' man, movin' through places
Space and time (space and tiiiime), gotta lotta things I
Got to do, but insh'Allah
I'm comin' back to you, baby boo
I'm leaving
But God willing I'll be back home
To drop these heavy ass bags up off my backbone
Around the world with a catalog of rap songs
My baby girl is walking, been away for that long
But no you haven't well least that's how it seem to me
My home town is like a whole different scenery
The old timers on the stoop leaning leisurely
The new jacks up in the park smoking greenery
Easily taken for granted when you up in it
But it's sweet scented when you been down for a minute
Move around city limits, break it down with the vintage
The innovative classical B-Boy image
Collect the winnings cause that's the reason that we came here
This thing is not a game here, the fortune not the fame here
From New York to the Cakalaks, Cali in the Cadillacs
Chicago know we innovate, infiltrate Virginia State
DC make me stimulate, Philly know we penetrate
Georgia make us generate, let's set a date to get the papes
They celebrate to my jams in foreign lands
Even your mans in Japan know who I am
Minasan, like everybody out in Nippon
Say ichiban, may God have well where you're getting from
Phenomenon, excuse me that's a phone call
It's the show y'all, tryin' to get this dough y'all
'Bout to blow y'all, been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm letting you know that
Memories don't live like people do
They always remember you
Whether things are good or bad
It's just the memories
Memories don't live like people do-o
Baby, don't forget me
I'm a travellin' man, movin' through places
Space and time, gotta lotta things I
Got to do, but insh'Allah
I'm comin' back to you, baby boo
I'm a travellin' man, movin' through places
Space and time (space and tiiiime), gotta lotta things I
Got to do, but God willin' I'm comin'
Back to you, back to you
I'm leavin'!
I'll be back to you
I'm leavin'!
I'll be back to you
All over the world we go
DC all over the world we go
VA all over the world we go
The Cakalaks all over the world we go
London all over the world we go
Japan we go over the world we go
Paris we go over the world we go
