Lyrics:
clear
There's two sides to every Story
And that life 1990's babies Don't have to adhere
Thank God our situation is Not that severe
I'm talking about
shit in all CAPS
I swivel off of the top something like a ball Cap
If that ain't Yung Hu$tle then what do you call that
I'm a 1990's Rider
Dade county
1990's flow all I'm 'bout is gettin paper
AR barrel vented leave you on a ventilator
Danger clear and present but I never feel in danger
So my
We had been riding in a dream
On horses from 1990
We ate of the forbidden fruit
Swimming in the fountain of youth
Till I couldn't commit any further
in second grade we used to play with the ancient trinkets
But that was back in the 1990s and we took a picture with Billy Corgan
These thoughts are
and shit
I'm screamin' out because I really doubt we'll ever eat the rich
The land owners control us it defines how we exist
If you were born in the 1990's I
to rebel with a brand new sound that melted the ears of anyone above the Age of thirty
This continued through the 1990s where punk itself started to bleed
Way Back by Hi-Lite Real
Verse 1:
Flashback way back To the 1990s
Birthday party at my aunt Phil house
Sweet spring time weather cooling out in
you
I'm your 1990's baby
But you still keep me young
First trip we took
We went to Mexico for a month
I'd go anywhere
cS long as you were there
When I was seventeen, my second band played a talent show
We played a top ten hit from the 1990s for my whole high school
I wore my baggy jeans, I
down, she said
She knew every band
She was the biggest kind of fan
I had an autographed picture by my bed
Oh and Grandma said Aunt Bobbie
Was always
tomorrow
We live in cursive
Bring me back down again
I've heard this tune before
In the 1990's probably
We built a prison cell
It's a handmade
comin
Yea, if you measure looks by the money I am not ugly
Bitch I'm tryna' feel up on that ass, we is not huggin
Bitch I got a Drac in the back, I am not
back to the 1990s (Huh)
And you grin and grind on your pussy (Yeah)
Share some love cuz you're 20 (20)
Throw the shit back to the 80s (80s)
Fabian Mendez
So what you wanna do
Shoot
Fight
Knuckle up
Battle rap
Listen
You want 1990
You can have it back
I fuck a beat like your bitch
You fuck your bitch
by other men
No pretend
This is what it is
This is what you live
Take a second to remove the dagger from your ribs
'Cause more than not
The offender's
I'M OVER YOU
Copyright 1990 Walter Salas-Humara and Robert Ray
Published 1990 University of France Music (BMI) and Voltone Music (BMI)
The stars are
paid for the 1990's
I don't care who likes me or who stands behind me
The man to peep off a week so don't sleep
>From shades to streets I still go one
up, check it
I said I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990 ah
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, like MPC Akai
Who I name William
Why is the world in love again?
Why are we marching hand in hand?
Why are the ocean levels rising up?
It's brand new record for 1990.
They Might
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
"New Dance Part 1"in 1990. On the first album, he showed the possibility of Korian Hip-Hop and continued to conquer the summit on every chart with his
sayin' that I wanted a date, she wouldn't even be my friend
But now in the 1990's, I'd be praying that the bitch don't find me
'Cause she's got a gang o'
Words and music by Kaye - Weisman - Fuller
"The Bad Seeds performed Cindy regularly in their live sets in 1990,and indeed on a TV appearance
Discuss these by album 1990s Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In