歌词
Yea GOONMUSICK
I was a 80's baby raised in the 90's
I was barely touching 13 when **** got grimy
I had a ball-head army fatigue hoodie
I thought i was Sticky Fingaz my fingers stayed in some *****
Timbs on my feet my cypher complete
On a stolen BMX looking for a cypher to eat
In the staircases 40 bottles and dutch guts,guns everywhere
Eyes burning from the dust blunts
I walk with warriors,cerlified street fighters
Sour Patch Kids in the corners playing street fighter
No fathers around we let the streets guide us
Lost so many brothers yeah you know the street got us
Thank god for Hip-Hop for Kane,B.I.G and Pac FOR Nas and Big L
Last Emp liveed up the block
Black Thought made me believe i can make it
90's **** this was my education
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Hip-Hop vinyl and cd stored tought me to put a needie on
A record,and learn english
When Garden of Eden gone,graffiti walls were in my headphones
I wasn't street involved,I was writing
Or recording Yo!MTV Raps on my VCR
It was my drug,a couple of kids in my crew
Got death cerlificates from drugs,while i listened to Cube
When Black Moon told me to Enta Da Stage,I wasn't watin
So studying Gangstarr was a Daily Operation
Felt alive among walking cadavers,Hip-Hop was all that would matter
Life was a *****,but Nas was dropping illmatic
Kris Kross fan,backwards pants,tough on the bladder
And 90's beats were harder than Bob Dole popin Viagra
**** would erupt,daily 12 inches were copped
Rappers in the 90's left it to Lewinsky to suck
REAL HIP-HOP will glow forever,pray that i will folw forever
My religion is rap,thank God for the GOLDEN ERA
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(Boom bap original rap bringin' back that ol'New York rap)
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