Lyrics The Nineties - Funky DL

The Nineties

Blast, just like NASA but fueled with the Jazz
Here to harass, come to shatter like glass
One time for your mind, touch it to the top rewind
Now it’s time to drop B-line
Step to the track like «What's up with that?»
I be coming with it, bring the boom to the bap, bring it back
Duffle coat, knapsack, baseball cap
Sitting on a stoop, dudes chilling in the back
This is old school rap — «STOP!»
nah, don’t do that!
Got a reputation for being a cool cat
CDs records and tapes we move that, true that
Don’t be trying to please all these other MCs
Trojan attack, kidnap then we seize
Minorities bless beats like these
It’s the realness like back in the nineties
Now I come with this and you come with that
I bump the rhyme so that you bump the track
No guarantee we leave your speakers in tact, get smacked
Take the beat out, bring it back, impact
Blackcurrent Jazz V2, back from the dead like the new T2
Hip-hop resurrection and we do tip top beat selection so we rule
'Cause times is tough and it’s only getting tougher
So I make my music for my peoples who suffer
Every single time there’s something new to discover
So the B-Boys, roughnecks, hoodlums love us
Stay true to my roots, my musical youth
Original suede Tim boots all the way up to the plain white tees
Hip-hop represent from the nineties
Back to the matters at hand, man
Got the blueprint to expand plans
Wreck the party and make grands, damn!
Soldier salute right hand, command respect
One, two, test, mic check
Rappers get brave but they just might step
Into a zone where they test my rep
Illegal aliens don’t bless my set
Make that mistake, break out in a sweat
And hope that nobody possess the cassette
'Cause how it went down is best to forget
Straight to the streets don’t rest for a sec
Hip-hop beats we the best of the best
Expecting critiques, baby, be my guest
But what they say I already know
I been up in this game since the nine zeros