1994

[gluvnast]

9-4 was year for an apex of an era
88 was so golden, but now it's pure silver
picture a young nigga, age 20
sleepin' in my car with no money
sold crack at the crack addicts at work
snorted coke that kept my nose running
smoked weed, poisoned myself with malt-liquor
not a smart nigga if i
pushed wieght for small figures
rolled dice with those hard niggaz
witnessed a sacrificed life
just because he talked slicker
had issues with my moms so i refused to return home
tulsa world for mininum wage
$4.25 an hour isn't worth the dividends saved
wonder how i made it living in those days?
fucked so many hood sluts that i could of been living with AIDS
in retrospect, some of them are infected today
college dropout, the prototype example before kanye west
hip-hop is whut i ever thought about
hitting the studio with fredwreck
killin' weeded blacken milds that hurted my head n chest
congested when speakin' freestyles
my ex-girl miscarriaged during that meanwhile
neglected to tell me like she's fuckin' senile
never thought about hittin' a woman
but felt she deserved that beat-down
damn,
t-town was wild then; bumpin' c-bo's "gas chamber"
or e-40's "federal", or plenty other past bangers
guess i'm still living in the past, still stuck on that path
still bump gangstarr's "hard to earn" and that 1st outkast
my homeboy released a beat for a lord finesse
yet, never ever got any credit, our 1st reality of this business
unless you got clout, then mind your fuckin' business
our plan was to put this town on the map, but who was with this?
crabs in the pot, always plot to pull you down
to the point it's senseless; t-town keeps gettin' the run-around
i'll fuck around and beat a nigga senseless
just the fact that i was young, dumb and senseless
and always on the defensive
because of the way we used to live with
real or unreal; never made a difference
running from the cops was our physical fitness
killings in broad day-light yet there's never be a witness
it got that broad everday and everynight
which is why i learned to stay to myself
to this day, because i can't trust nobody nor myself
'94 was something else
dreaming of a way out from the northside
while listening to redman's "dare iz a darkside"
this moment forever left in my archives
those were the days of our lives

[gluvnast]

upp....

[INT]

I'll Hit Some Props 4 Ya Playa....
Keep It Real,keep It Raw

[INT]

Must Spread But I'll Getcha

[gluvnast]

'preciate it

[*Froze*]

THis was cool. Long though.....The site where I come from, we only drop quick 16z............

[BB!]

nice rhymes, good lyric, keep dropping

[gluvnast]

thanks...