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

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

Uh, then came the date, May, 21st
2:19 is when my mama's burst
No spouse in the house, so she rolls
To the hospital, to see if she get a little help
Umbilical chord's around my neck
I'm seein' my death, and I even took my first step
I it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
The looked and said, "He's gonna be a bad boy"

I back in time
all the homies died
Before all the dollars and
I knew that I was goin'
Let me take you in time
Before I got the rhyme
I had nickels and dimes
I knew I was goin' somewhere

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

High fashion, uptown Air Ones and Vasquez
Puerto with fat asses
Blazed dutch masters, we dump
On in S classes for you bastards
Catch a cab to Manhattan, that Broadway actin'
You hype, that Belly shit'll get you capped and wrapped in
Tell the captain to ask Rog 'What's
Nah, I hear, nor speak no evil the magnum

I back in time
Before all the died
Before all the dollars and
I knew I was goin' somewhere
Let me you back in time

Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts makin'
On the drug scene, fuck the football
Risk it, rupt' your by the age of sixteen
the coach scream, make my lifetime dream
I mean, I wanna blow up, my dough up
So school, I show up, it fucked my flow up
Ma' said that I should grow up, and myself
Before I wreck myself, disrespect

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

I remember back in
Before all the homies
Before all the and nines
I knew I was goin' somewhere
Let me take you back in
Before I even got the
Before I had and dimes
I knew I was goin' somewhere, yeah

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