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1970 somethin', somethin'
1970 somethin', 1970
1970 somethin', somethin'
1970

1970 somethin', nigga I don't sweat the date, my is late
So I had to my escape, out the skins
In world, the fly girl
Tangere or Hennessey until I called
Ten in this gut, what the fuck
I wish moms would up so I could get buck
While, Juvenile rippin' mics and
New York, New York ready for the of this

Uh, then came the worst date, May,
2:19 is when my water burst
No spouse in the house, so she rolls
To the hospital, to see if she could get a little
Umbilical chord's wrapped around my
I'm my death, and I ain't even took my first step
I made it out, I'm mad joy
The looked and said, "He's gonna be a bad boy"

I remember in time
all the homies died
Before all the and nines
I knew that I was somewhere
Let me take you in time
I even got the rhyme
Before I had and dimes
I that I was goin' somewhere

Would 'Pac be alive, if you let drive?
to God, to reverse, that I'll give my left eye
With the I'll visualize the king of Bed Sty
Checkin' his daughter, Teana junior high
If I was in Brooklyn and B.I. was alive
In 2006, it might like this
NY, 7 1 8's, 2 1 2's
With Sue's rendezvous, like Moulin Rouge

fashion, uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez
Puerto Ricans with fat
Blazed masters, we dump ashes
On models in S classes for you
Catch a cab to Manhattan, that Broadway actin'
You hype, that Belly get you capped and wrapped in plastic
Tell the captain to ask Rog Happenin'?
Nah, I hear, nor speak no evil inside the

I remember back in
Before all the homies
Before all the dollars and
I knew that I was goin'
Let me take you in time

Now I'm thirteen, blunts makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck the team
Risk it, your spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the scream, make my lifetime dream
I mean, I blow up, stack my dough up
So school, I didn't show up, it fucked my up
Ma' said that I grow up, and check myself
I wreck myself, disrespect myself

Put the on the shelf, nah, couldn't see it
Scarface, king of New York, I be it
Rap was secondary, money was
I got incarcerated, kinda scary
Seat 74, Mart 8 set me
Not to move, behind a great steel gate
to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
All the money I stacked, was all the for bail

I remember in time
all the homies died
Before all the dollars and
I knew that I was somewhere
Let me you back in time
Before I even got the
Before I had and dimes
I knew that I was somewhere, yeah

1970 somethin', 1970
1970 somethin', somethin'
1970 somethin', 1970
somthin'