Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 90, artist - Illa Ghee. Album song Social Graffiti, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.07.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Imor
Song language: English
90 |
| Produce world insanity, change the human future Pick up the pen without |
| touching it physically |
| And then leak body fluids, pardon my speech Now granted, I’m every murder that |
| happened on the planet |
| Running rampant, I’m making this money to take advantage I rap just like laying |
| in the ghetto on a hammock |
| My metaphors are causing panic, my eyes slanted I just booked a Chinese chick |
| that looks Spanish |
| And me getting head in the car is so romantic Top seat Indian chief that’s bout |
| his brief case |
| Cash Flows selling out shows over eBay Press play at ya own risk |
| Watch the game evolve backwards, swallowed by my own gift Without a gun I could |
| still shoot the breeze |
| Every sentence is another disease… 90 |
| Hook (x2): |
| This a time when the rap was so classic |
| Turn a rap fan into addicts |
| The style created was so captive |
| The flow and the beats were like magic |
| Verbal safari in the jungles of illuminati |
| I treat the rhythm like it’s origami, or… I treat the rhythm like some |
| strippers at a party |
| I’m smoother than a foreign coffee, bitch get off me Lavish in a lavender Benz, |
| this flow is endless |
| Body music, so I plead the 5th amendment Me, I love the ghetto, but I rhyme |
| with its resentment |
| Free as a sentence, smoking weed at the entrance Black power in the thoughts of |
| Eisenhower |
| Or a plane through the eiffel tower, I’m living cocaine I’m that ni**a in the |
| 80's wit a rope chain |
| Die righteous, but living in the dope game Six cylinder life is all sinister |
| Stab with a prisoner’s knife solo enigma The best lyricist has now entered |
| I’m the real around a bunch of pretenders… 90 |
| Hook (x2): |
| This a time when the rap was so classic |
| Turn a rap fan into addicts |
| The style created was so captive |
| The flow and the beats were like magic |
| It is what it is, is life’s license, smoking to fight titans |
| I’m better off fighting a Mike Tyson I live what I’m writing, I’m caught |
| between a bullet and a Heineken |
| Illa the Einstein, raps nitrogen Cash out before the Grim Reaper cashes in |
| Life’s a bitch, or better yet a Kardashian Each verse is a place where the past |
| begins |
| Spoken acid, wrote it in its natural sin Each rap beyond mars, spit a car |
| jacking |
| This is diction, friction, a new addiction Steps ahead, got it made like I’m |
| Special Ed |
| Or Dapper Dan, super hero rapper man Wrap 'em up like a boxers hand |
| Box cutter, the Illa pops off like a rubber band Bottom line, I’m the man |
| I’m making it do what it do, do what I can |
| Hook (x2): |
| This a time when the rap was so classic |
| Turn a rap fan into addicts |
| The style created was so captive |
| The flow and the beats were like magic |