Good Old Days (feat. Kesha) - Macklemore

We bringing back the good old days And then again the good old days We talking bout the good old days When the youths dem used to hold a vibe I remember all the days we used to go up pon a corner Side the youths and hold a meds and burn the marijuana There wasn't no fuss there was no time fi drama The youths dem used to move much calmer Nowadays a peer war and every youth a buss the lama A cause peer tragedy and cause peer drama Whole leap of backbiting and informer Officer don't lock the sound cause it calm ya We bringing back the good old days ... Bang back the vibes cause a so it ti go Bring back the love and let it echo Do it already you can do it again Call upon mi bredgen and mi sistren them Hands get loose make we tie dem up again We got this musical foundation to solve the problem Hold the vibes together can't make the niceness end I'm remembering those good old days We bringing back the good old days ... We can sit down and hold a reason And we don't have to cuss We don't have to war and we don't have to fuss We have he over standing every youth want a bust Take it easy nuh get caught in a the rush Tired if see the wrong people in handcuff Dem try to make a living while the system so rough Youth nuh bother come here come bluff Don't come around here come turn no cruff

Don't wanna hear the static on the T.V screen Don't wanna live a life of cell phone memories When did you go missing? Where did I go wrong? Sometimes I just don't know where I belong Save yourself, we're always saying We're not the same, we're two in a million Oh, these are the good old days These are the good old days Go through hell, the battles we've bartered We stood as one, the young and forgotten Oh, these are the good old days These are the good old days You're not the only one who grew up feeling scared You're not the only broken heart gone unrepaired Everyone's gone missing Everyone's done wrong Sometimes we both fly too close to the sun Save yourself, we're always saying We're not the same, we're two in a million Oh, these are the good old days These are the good old days Go through hell, the battles we've bartered We stood as one, the young and forgotten Oh, these are the good old days These are the good old days You're giving up, we're getting out We were young and we're not growing up We're not growing up You're giving up, we're getting out We were young and we're not growing up We're not growing up Save yourself, we're always saying We're not the same, we're two in a million Oh, these are the good old days These are the good old days Go through hell, the battles we've bartered We stood as one, the young and forgotten Oh, these are the good old days These are the good old days These are the good old days These are the good old days These are the good old days These are the good old days

Somehow, when time is hard You need to carry on When you try but it feels like nothing's right You gotta keep on moving on Until you lean on me like I can lean on you You can't know me like I can know you Believe in your dreams so they'll believe in you too Cause this is all we can do As far as I can remember life was different, man Sometimes I look back, it feels like I'm a different man Trust me, I prayed every day to survive Today I pay a hundred K for car that I don't even drive I used to dream of the world and seeing different countries Today I fly 1st class to rest on the palm tree But it's so strange to me, I might gonna fall back The truth when you got nothing is that you ain't scared of all that You don't think about it You just dream about it Today if my ain't right you fucking hear about it But fucking, it is my life and I'm not changing it Let's dream to every dream that I have, Let's dream for making it And this what I'm about And this is who I am I got my reasonable doubts I try the best I can It took me a while to understand But every time I held a miс in my hand I did it for the fans I did so many things I thought that I would never do Like playing for 15 thousand people in Moscow Think we have some money here they got some heavy money too Belle demoiselle et le Bentley compondent rendez-vous It is so crazy that I can't help looking back I was a war child, homie, can you imagine that? How you can change your life, just like the game of poker If you haven't seen the river yet the game is not over I used to wait for time to pass by Now I can run fast enough for it not to catch me by So I'm gonna tell you one thing: You'd better fight for your dreams You never know it might even be easier than it seems And this what I'm about And this is who I am I got my reasonable doubts I try the best I can It took me a while to understand But every time I held a miс in my hand I did it for the fans

I don't feel, like I used to Back when the sky was blue And everything seemed figured out But we never had a clue And I want to miss the good old days, but the good old days were never really good Days pass slowly and I get lonely And I'm stuck knowing that I'm not going Places at this rate well I'd be lucky to get out of state I don't feel, like I should And my lyrics sound no good I don't feel real, I'm not appealing, my heart's fine but my mind needs time to heal How I miss the good old days How'd they ever get away How I miss the good old days How'd they ever get away Days pass slowly and I get lonely And I'm stuck knowing that I'm not going Places at this rate well I'd be lucky to get out of state Days pass slowly and I get lonely And I'm stuck knowing that I'm not going Places at this rate well I'd be lucky to get out of state Days pass slowly and I get lonely And I'm stuck knowing that I'm not going Places at this rate well I'd be lucky to get out of state