Lyrics:
speed and pagan
And it's no game
I am barred
From the event
I really don't understand the situation
So where's the moral?
People have their
The ice cream man, he's a hillbilly fan
Got 78s by Hank Snow
Walks down the street shufflin' his feet
To a rhythm that only he knows
And I've
All by ourselves
And I think, maybe, but I don't know But I'm starting to feel like I got a Brain Problem Situation on my hands
And I think, maybe,
never known
To hurt an honest man
It was down in Chaynee County
A time they talk about
With his lady by his side
He took a stand
And soon
All by ourselves
And I think, maybe, but I don't know But I'm starting to feel like I got a Brain Problem Situation on my hands
And I think, maybe,
Satanic sonic attack
Barbaric holocaust
Given birth by fire
Atomic fucking meltdown
The end is at hand
Go get fucked!
Nuclear metal attack
As we approach my tilt, paranoia in my bones had built
By the lock on the door, a hole was drilled
I opened it to the kitchen floor my heart knelt
In
time, yo
[Chorus 2X]
[Raekwon]
The year's 1990, everybody grimey
Crack was what's in it, the vehicles was 1-90's
Young shorties be gettin' their bread,
"Godfather" and they call you "Gay"
Bitch! It's 1990
Your girlfriend's out there trying to find me
She heard about me, I fucked her best friend
I guess
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
and throw it on the ground?
Instead I can't get by, fin this make you double girl
I'm back up in this, you pussy niggas in trouble now
Shake, what you gon
by the love bug
And I need some information
To help me out of this situation
Now, when you're ill you take a pill
When you're thirsty, drink your
by the love bug
And I need some information
To help me out of this situation
Now, when you're ill you take a pill
When you're thirsty, drink your
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
time for them times back in 1990 something (Whooo)
They say you shouldn't cover classics
Tryna replicate the past can make the future tragic
Give me
the concrete littered with them
Empty Philly blunt wraps
Where the liquor floods, racks in my safe
Kept safe
7th Ward by the lake, come and see me
Bitch, I'm
They want me to take it back to the 1990's
Back to the grunge and the grimy
Where shiny gold chains were inviting
And jean size fit both sides
tears
Niggas wanna act brand new
Niggas wanna act brand new
Act lame too
I was taught by the best digger
I don't even know what to say no more
What can
Wasnt tripping I was kicking it with Wifey
She between a double-nickel and a dime piece
Harlem garden grew God all of them
Surprised by all this cuz now
or a spark
Something's happening in my heart
I've been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
When we're in a friendly situation
My conversation may not be smart
But if we're to have a perfect understanding
Let's call a heart a heart
a party
Since the 1990's
Y'all kids drink slow
Better get behind me
Let me show you how an OG do it
Funk Baseline
Lay a little good dance music
And now
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
What will you do when you get lonely
With nobody waitin' by your side?
You've been running and hiding much to long
You know it's just your foolish
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