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

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

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

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

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

High fashion, Air Force Ones and Vasquez
Puerto Ricans with fat
Blazed dutch masters, we ashes
On models in S classes for you
Catch a cab to Manhattan, with Broadway actin'
You hype, that Belly shit'll get you 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 that I was goin' somewhere
Let me you back in time

Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts cream
On the scene, fuck the football team
Risk it, rupt' your by the age of sixteen
the coach scream, make my lifetime dream
I mean, I wanna blow up, stack my up
So school, I didn't up, it fucked my flow up
Ma' that I should grow up, and check myself
Before I 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 able to move, behind a great gate
Time to contemplate, damn, did I fail?
All the money I stacked, was all the money for

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

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