1995

It was 1995
Queens, blizzard in the skies
Born a little legend but this isn't a surprise
Couple of the bullies called him lizard for some time
Now he doing pretty well cuz he chilling with the dimes
It was 1995, Queens. Blizzard in the skies
November 15th, was a baby who arrived
Mama gave him kisses, sent him prayers in the skies
Now he chilling with the women and he's sitting in his prime
It was 1995

It was 1995 and his doctor couldn't test this
Even when i wanna sleep I can't cuz I'm restless
Telling me I'm up for a reason, it's a message
Put this shit to good use with the skills i'm blessed with
Unimpressed with the mumble rap
Yeah I'm done with that
They don't even want a spark, they just wanna match
I be like a weak bone cuz I'm gonna snap
Under pressure from the critics cuz they wanting extra
Now my exes asking me who I'm bunnin next to
Somebody come and get her
I guess you gotta be special if God wanna test ya
It's the truth, now you praying for more
So you wonder why your tummies big but takin it raw
I screwed the whole game up from the way that I roar
And it started from the day I was born
It was

It was 1995
Queens, blizzard in the skies
Born a little legend but this isn't a surprise
Couple of the bullies called him lizard for some time
Now he doing pretty well cuz he chilling with the dimes
It was 1995
Queens
Blizzard in the skies
November 15th was a baby who arrived
Mama gave him kisses
Sent him prayers in the skies
Now he chilling with the women and he's sitting in his prime
It was 1995

I carried burdens from the day I was born
And I always wondered how a fish would stay in a pond
Thinking this was the limit, this the way that I'm born
And they heard about the ocean as a fable of more
But i'm able to soar
Dreams of helping out the youth and having ladies galore
This is a conflict of the vision, what I'm saying is pure
Not cuz of my morals
Cuz I'm stating it raw and I'm painting it all
I ain't leaving out the canvas for you wondering too
And I'd always hang around with all these blundering fools
Listening to punk bitches who've been mumbling poop
And then they'd pop a couple pills and go and stumble in groups
So when I run into you
Just try to keep it cordial like the sun and the moon
Cuz there's still a couple lies chilling under the truth
Cuz there's still

It was 1995
It was 1995