Lyrics:
Shaken not stirred
I'll take it back like the 1990's
I'm the pusher man
I got whatchu need
You know where to find me
Ahuh
Ahuh
Never made it highkey
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
The World was the first commercial online service, and it was the first to offer internet access to the general public.
In the early 1990s, the World Wide
just say raw truth
And I only trust PHOR RE4L whether I'm sippin' or not
Any time that you find me, my brothers behind me
And this liquor got me 1990s
And you know i love it
Big money
Detroit we got them bosses out here workin
Just show me what it's hittin like
I'm coping thats for certain
Give em some but
alone
Circa 1990 something I just want to get close
To the way it felt back then long ago
You opened up my eyes I was holding you close
You told me not
my death will be peaceful
Not surrounded by deceitful people claiming they love me
I told her that she complete me
I really meant it don't judge me
Why
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
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
on a Tuesday fucking
Willing and I'm able if you wanna go steady
Give your virginity to me if you readyayyy
If you readyayyy
Can I touch you like they do it in
Baby this is your last dance; you know how you do it
There's no nigga like you and there'll never be another nigga like you
Put your foot on these
only if you ask me
Yeah I'm killing shit you better know I do it classy
They call me a youngin' flowing like the 1990s
Rappers wanna beef it but I put it
chatter
Movin' like I'm insane
It's as hot as it gets
Wear the cap if it fits
You know when, Double B will pen
On a tune that goes like this
Jesus
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
the valley
All by herself, goin' on the ho stroll
Comin' back home late night with the bankroll
You know a bitch like that makes me sick
But I heard that she
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
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
shirt was fitting
(Hold on what you from me)
10pm and she don't have a move in the city
She just wants some likes from the internet
Said it makes her
jock
But as soon as you push up, they put you in lock-up
It's like a set-up, and jimmy is fed up
This is the real deal
Since '75 or 1990
Lifers
you with me? (Hit it)
Newcomers, step on back and if you hid last summer
Catch a heart-attack, cause I'm back
I'm bad, you write rhymes made are
Here, let me read it for you: لاَ يُكَلِّفُ اللّهُ نَفْسًا إِلاَّ وُسْ-
Agh, terrorist! Go back to Iran
I'm from Pakistan- Alright, that's cool dude
God
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my brain
Champagne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbehave
Champagne
Tonight is
Baby let me love you like it’s 1990
I will never leave you treat you oh so kindly
Oh you make me feel like we are in the movies
Baby if you knew how
Quicksilver (Huh) can't to catch my wave
It's evident I'm dedicated like Lil Tun-chi, no bling bling
But I maintain my Pimpin like Bun B
Do not categorize me
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