[Intro] I wro- ugh Yeah (Right) [Refrain] I wrote this Reminiscin’ on the beat [Verse 1] 47, no sleep Deep depression, I rise Learned a lesson/ I arrived ‘96 to Bedstuy Eazy in my headphones Those were my head nods Rest of death, I woke up Reminiscin’ 20-10 Times were different, slower then Posted by the ? up on Ocean Cheer from Murrow rappers I was gifted with the flow then Left the jammer with my band on ? and Nostrand [Refrain] I wrote this Reminiscin’ on thе beat [Verse 2] 47 me and STEEZ In the hall togеther Way before the era I was never cool with Joey Didn’t really know the nigga He was always chokin’ in the cyphers and we all would kill him Wrote this Then it clicked, like, “Oh shit” He shady cuz he shook up his position getting stolen He peepin’ how we takin’ over Brooklyn at the moment (wow) DM me how you fuckin’ with that chick and never post it Joe bogus I wrote this Recollectin’ back then When the reverend laid hands Said the kid was blessed and this shit was destined, amen It was written, they’ll never take my blessings Meaning I’m sure to make it No matter how they contest it A verse from Fabolous on my birthday Baddest out of my birth place I guess we all need a challenge Half of New York isn’t rappin’ Bombin’ at radio stations and leaving all us embarrassed Some bad ass representation, these tumblr boys aren’t valid Too concerned with the fashion They rap styles need a stylist I’m back now with a balance Every bar the bull spittin’ is solid Turn around and still bag a bad bitch with a ballot Don’t look at this shit as dissin’ I’m just sick of the silence How niggas are dyin’, I’m just sick of the sirens He chose molly and Xanax No knowledge of understandin’ And these homi’s got ‘em sent to the island This instrumental a classic It got me feelin’ nostalgic Like I’m back in the band Standin’ with ?? and ?? Wait ‘til you hear this Crown Fried shit I got some hits in my pocket 2 pieces, the biscuit, bitch I been itchin’ to pop it Distribute, this is narcotics Fast flow, so Kendrick Lamar-ish So Em, slow flow So Christopher Wallace So big, just a nappy little kid from the projects This is Dyme-A wakin’ y’all up Dymanations upon us Sheesh
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