Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song '94 Again, artist - Mega RanDate of issue: 08.03.2017
Song language: English
'94 Again |
| Re-introducing the Black Nerd cat from Illadel |
| Middle class kid in last place but livin' well |
| Yeah I switch locales but the hood still in me |
| I look friendly, but go zero to sixty in a jiffy |
| You get me? |
| Grew up on Biggie and Nas |
| Ra’s lines leave a crowd paralyzed like Droz |
| No shots, but I’m coming from the Attitude Era |
| Bathroom passes, cutting classes, droppin' acid |
| Far from Placid, the outcome is tragic |
| But pressure make diamonds so we gon' make a classic |
| You know my steelo, the rap key note |
| Speaker with the gold voice so you ain’t got no choice |
| But to listen, when I’m spittin |
| Navi of the alley |
| Never had a caddy, keep my dome piece nappy |
| Construction timbs, and champion hoods |
| Survived the roughest blocks like only a champion could |
| Uh Lord have mercy Jesus Christ he’s just nice he just slice, like he emeril |
| Shine like emerald |
| They green wit envy |
| Fresh Kils sent me to set it on MCs |
| No grief, every body get a piece |
| The obese nerd rapper from the east |
| The rap lines, hard to find press rewind if you feelin' it |
| You still ain’t gettin it, what are you an idiot? |
| Hot damn yo, here we go again |
| Sound like it’s ninety-four again |
| And we goin' in |
| Like we seen an opening |
| Fresh Kils, Mega Ran, and you know we gonna |
| Win, win, win |
| Hot damn yo, here we go again |
| Sound like it’s ninety-four again |
| And we goin' in |
| Like we seen an opening |
| Fresh Kils, Mega Ran, and you know we gonna |
| Win, win, win |
| Live from Phoenix, Arizona, tag the corner |
| And off the top rope, Ianding on ya |
| «Oh yeah» Like the Macho man, in the past |
| Got an elbow lined up to snap y’all in half |
| I’m going global, from Japan to Germany |
| They heard of me, my man big Ran, wanted a word from me |
| You want me over this beat? |
| Yeah, give it the third degree |
| So work with me, assuredly, my style fit it perfectly |
| I’m from the land where the sun abundant, from the desert |
| To the mountain summits, where the falcons plummet |
| Getting love to let my mouth runnith, over I told ya |
| Who want it, who ready to die, steady the eye |
| (Slow down Phil you killing em) I’m building, the skills |
| To fill, pavilions, this beat, I’m trying to kill it |
| In an instant, for instance, the inference, I’m spitting |
| At a speed faster than windsprints, leaving an imprint |
| Hot damn yo, here we go again |
| Sound like it’s ninety-four again |
| And we goin' in |
| Like we seen an opening |
| Fresh Kils, Mega Ran, and you know we gonna |
| Win, win, win |
| Hot damn yo, here we go again |
| Sound like it’s ninety-four again |
| And we goin' in |
| Like we seen an opening |
| Fresh Kils, Mega Ran, and you know we gonna |
| Win, win, win |