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don't cure me
I'm comin' with the fury
Playa hata's gettin' hung up like a jury
So peep the game from an old school G you know so well
The east bay
don't cure me
I'm comin' with the fury
Playa hata's gettin' hung up like a jury
So peep the game from an old school G you know so well
The east bay
that I was the age of
"Three"; stop listen to me
This is how it used to be "go!"
Stand on another line, why?
You did a crime now the time is mine
I
As I start to pen my thoughts
A rush goes through my head
Memories of 1990
Slowly passing by
I can still feel the pain
Like a sword pierced my heart
and the now
He don't know why, he's not sure how
He made it here to the here and the now!

In the 1990's there I went again
Made me a few more female
And suddenly the sun was shining

[Chorus]

In a city by the sun
Maybe when you saw me then
You thought I had the world at my feet
Maybe when you looked
Written by John Barlow/Delbert McClinton 1990
I found her number, and the note she wrote
Deep in the pocket, of a real old coat
It just got by me
pictures on the wall of my friends
1990s sins it was all for the [?]
For the rims rims, for the Benz Benz, for the skins
'Fore you talk about money, make
take you on a see cruise
I said
Huey Huey babe, Huey Huey babe, Huey Huey babe
Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise
I feel like jumping babe
it, he didn't do it)
I made her go

Waiting for you
Waiting for you
Waiting for you

Waiting for you, just waiting
Waiting for you

Waiting for you
around the plate at the end of it all, I didn't have a
penny to pay
So I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own little sign
I said, "Thank you
Umbrellas, you won't be needing those today
Look to the clouds with the most rain coming from it, for without the
Rain there's no me and there's no you
I
Umbrellas, you won't be needing those today
Look to the clouds with the most rain coming from it, for without the
Rain there's no me and there's no you
I
1990's
You late, homeboy I kept them 19's shiny
Killa, easy

[Chorus]

I came a long way from getting hanged by a white jury
Look at my neck, all
The Bad Seeds often sang 'Come on home, Sydney Cindy' -Maurice

Wish I was an apple dangling from a tree
Every time you'd pass me by you'd take a bite of me
Last night!
Got no sleep at all
Kept on thinkin'
'Bout your letter
Yeah! Yeah!
Don't you know it was
So good!
Just to know that our song
Made you
on the cheek,
She kissed me on the cheek,
Right in front of the older kids,
But my self belief, my self belief,
Wasn’t scarred by the modern itch.

Because now it
around the plate at the end of it all, I didn't have a
penny to pay
So I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own little sign
I said, "Thank you
launcher
Too bad it's in the hands of the enemy

Nobody believes me
And so I know that I'm right
Charisma addiction gives me a deja vú
Is this like
Yeah...
You know, 1990 begins a new decade
And since I got paid and blew up like a live grenade
It's been a three, four year stretch
And I'd just
Yeah
You know, 1990 begins a new decade
And since I got paid and blew up like a live grenade
It's been a three, four year stretch
And I'd just
On the microphone holding my own ground
Dominating forces
Change the sources, punks takes losses
Enough cause it's me on the mic
Feeding on words, small like
from a legend is sheer heaven"
She says, "it is the greatest loving"
The tales you hear is the truth on me
Who wasn't the most faithful husband
and brothas spoke like men
Makin' demo after demo tryin' to come up quick
It's funny how niggas treat you when you ain't got shit
But now I kept on cause pops
In your brand new catalogue nylon nightie 
You're too fast for little old me 
Next you'll be telling me it's 1990 

I have lived here for