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

1970 somethin', nigga I sweat the date, my moms is late
So I had to my escape, out the skins
In this world, the fly
Tangere or Hennessey until I called
Ten in this gut, what the fuck
I moms would hurry up so I could get buck
While, Juvenile mics and shit
New York, New ready for the lights of this

Uh, came the worst date, May, 21st
2:19 is when my mama's burst
No in the house, so she rolls herself
To the hospital, to see if she could get a little
chord's wrapped around my neck
I'm seein' my death, and I ain't even my first step
I it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
The doctor and said, "He's gonna be a bad boy"

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

Would 'Pac be alive, if you let 'Pac
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 high
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 Sue's rendezvous, like Moulin Rouge

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

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

Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts makin'
On the scene, fuck the football team
it, rupt' your spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream, make my lifetime
I mean, I wanna blow up, stack my up
So school, I didn't show up, it my flow up
Ma' that I should grow up, and check myself
I wreck myself, disrespect myself

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

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

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