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

1970 somethin', nigga I don't 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 Earl
Ten months in this gut, the fuck
I moms would hurry up so I could get buck
While, Juvenile rippin' and shit
New York, New ready for the lights of this

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

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

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

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

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

Now I'm thirteen, blunts makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck the football
Risk it, 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 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, was necessary
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 back in time
all the homies died
Before all the and nines
I knew I was goin' somewhere
Let me take you back in
I even got the rhyme
Before I had and dimes
I knew that I was somewhere, yeah

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