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