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The Notorious B.I.G.
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1970 Somethin' (Featuring The Game and Faith Evans)
作詞：Harry Wayne Casey, Stephen Ellis Garrett, Diana Eugena King, Jack Knight, Jayceon Taylor, Christopher Wallace
1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'
1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'
1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'
1970 somethin',
1970 somethin' nigga I don't sweat the date my moms was late
So I had to plan my escape, out the skins, in this world the fly girls
Tangeray and Hennessey, until I call Earl, 10 months in this gut
What the fuck, I wish moms would hurry up, so I can get buck wild
Juvenile with the mics and shit, New York, New York
Ready for the likes of this then came the worst date
May 21st, 2:19 was when my momma water burst
No spouse in the house, so she rolled herself to the hospital
To see if she could get a little help, umbilical cords wrapped
Around my neck I'm seein' my death, and I ain't even took
My first step, I made it out I'm bringin' mad joy
The doctor looked and said, ‽He's gonna be bad boyâ€
I remember back in time, before all the homies died
Before all the dollars and nines, I knew that I was goin' somewhere
Let me take you back in time, before I even got the rhyme
Before I had nickels and dimes, I knew that I was goin' somewhere
Would Pac be alive? If you let Pac drive swear to God to reverse it
I give my left eye, with the right I visualized, the King of Bedstuy
Checkin' his daughter Tianna into junior high, if I was in Brooklyn
And B.I. was still alive, in 2006 it might sound like this, N.Y. 718 212
With sues rendezvous, it's like Moulin Rouge, high fashion
Up town air force ones and Vasquez, Puerto Ricans with fat asses
Lace dutch masters, we dump ashes on models and S classes
For you bastards, catch a cab to Manhattan with that Broadway actin'
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You hype that belly shit, would you get you capped
And wrapped in plastic, tell the captain, S Roge was happennin'
Nor hear nor speak no evil, inside the magnum
I remember back in time, before all the homies died
Before all the dollars and nines, I knew that I was goin' somewhere
Let me take you back in time
Now I'm 13 smokin' blunts, makin' green, or on the drug scene
Fuck the football team, risk it, rupt your spleens, by the age of 16
Hearin' the coach scream, make my lifetime dream, I mean
I wanna blow up, stack my doe up, so school I didn't show up
And fucked my flow up, mom said that I should grow up
And check myself before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
Put the drugs on the shelf I couldn't see it
Scarface King of New York, I wanna be it
Rap was secondary, money was necessary, until I got incarcerated
Kinda scary, see '74 March 8, set me straight, not able to move
Behind a great steal gate, time to contemplate, damn were did I fail
All the money I stacked, was all the money for bail
I remember back in time, before all the homies died
Before all the dollars and nines, I knew that I was goin' somewhere
Let me take you back in time, before I even got the rhyme
Before I had nickels and dimes, I knew that I was goin' somewhere, yeah
1970 somethin'
1970 somethin'
1970 somethin'
1970 somethin'
1970 somethin'
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