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1970 Somethin'

アーティスト:The Notorious B.I.G.  アルバム:Compilations  作詞:CASEY HARRY WAYNE/GARRETT STEPHEN ELLIS/KING DIANA EUGENA  作曲:CASEY HARRY WAYNE/GARRETT STEPHEN ELLIS/KING DIANA EUGENA 

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(B.I.G.) 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 hennesey, Untill I call earl, 10 months in this gut, wut the fuck, I wish moms would hurry up, so I can get buck wild, Juvenile with the mics n shit, New York New York, ready for the likes of this, Then came the worst date, May 21st 2:19 was when my moma water burst, No spouse in the house, so she rolled herself, To the hospital, to see if she could get a little help, Umbilicle cords wrapped around my neck, Im seein' my death, and I ain't even took my first step, I made it out im bringin' mad joy, The docter looked and said he's gonna be BAD BOY! (Faith Evans) I remmember 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, (The Game) 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 bed-stuy, 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. 7-1-8 2-1-2, with sues rendevouz, its like moulin rouge, high fashion, up town air force ones, and vasquez, puerto ricans with fat asses blaze dutch masters, we dump ashes, on models and S classes, for you bastards, catch a cab


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