Lyrics:
might look real
But ya don’t feel same
Hot this summer
By the fall you’re a lame
When winter comes around no one remembers your name
Just incase you think
room
His manias
All consuming
Left all my close friends
Behind in the 1990s
Used to always be so busy
Like Terry and June
Except funnier
In the end I
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
the disease
I caught the disease for LPs
By 1994
I had completed all my Zeppelin and Floyd
(Zeppelin and Floyd)
I had all the early traffic but their
Later
1990 was the year they
Conceived a true legend
Had trouble making friends at first
Because people were threatened
Through tough experience I
or the other what it gotta be
Tell me why my momma gotta lie to me
Unity for everyone that lied to me
Peace on earth what I try to be
I just wanna spread
The old man rhythm's gotten in my shoes
Know you're sittin' here and singing the blues
So be my guest you got nothing to loose
Won't you let me
TO BE LIKE THIS… (USED TO BE LIKE THIS)
WHEN YOURE WANTED BY POLICE…..
MY PEOPLE MAKE ME HEAR UNO SING AGAIN…….
VERSE 2
NOW THE POLITICIAN SITTING DOWN….
to forget all my friends
Supposed to just follow and listen to trends
Supposed to acknowledge id never get in
I was supposed sit by
And let all Iv strived for
ah ah)
Gucci Prada Fendi ( ah ah)
Me i no dey talk plenty ( ah ah)
Bad boy since 1990 ( ah ah)
Ikebe dey cure my conjil ( ah ah)
Oh baby whine am for
say
I go to street and wake up with my AK
chorus:
had to be loc'd cause I claim south central
*wassup punk this is south central*
Hook:
Huh ,yeah we
noooww!"
As a 10-year-old, hell yeah, I was cool
I wasn't shooting any b ball
Outside of the school
I was shooting old people with my potato gun
Throwing
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
pussy"
I just sat back, my legs started shakin'
Now here's another stupid bitch that I be breakin'
I grabbed the slimmy by her hand, and lead her
she spent
She has a car, 1990 brand new Jaguar
Fly kit, with chrome rims that's five star
That she bought when I was away on tour
Hittin' my bank
lick you from head to toe
Real slow
'Cause ever since I was young I could keep girls sprung
Just by the movement of my tongue
I remember it all
she spent
She has a car, 1990 brand new Jaguar
Fly kit, with chrome rims that's five star
That she bought when I was away on tour
Hittin' my bank
should fear
So please choose a rubber before you choose your lover
Don't be a fool and forget, my brother!
The 1990's, the decade of disease
It seems
*worth* ten.
BRIAN
All right, all right.
HARRY
No, no, no. It's not worth ten. You're supposed to argue. "What? Ten
for that, you must be mad!"
(BRIAN
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
catalog nylon nightie
You're too fast for little old me
Next you'll be telling me it's 1990
I have lived here for a thousand years or maybe more
ones
So I collect guns!
So step right through if you're down for the wrong move
Most crews are moved by my twelve gauge boom!
How can I love when I
Every breath I take by Robbie McCurdy 1990
OH YOU YOU'RE EVERY BREATH I TAKE
EVERY MOVE I MAKE
AND THE ONE I'LL ALWAYS LOVE
AND YOU YOU'RE EVERY
I'm contradictory.
If I play the bitch role, they take my shoe.
Tell me what the {fuck} am I supposed to do?"
So I did it, don't stop get it get it
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