1994 - Boom Bap

1994 - Boom Bap - Wyclef Jean/Rapsody

Composed by：Wyclef Jean/Marlanna Evans

Produced by：Wyclef Jean/RodTheProducer

1994 Boom Bap coming through my speakers

Long before my phone vibrate I used to keep a beeper

Corner store cyphers on my tongue I used to move a razor

Learned that trick from my cousin when her came home from Rikers

You can catch a fade outside or the barber shop

But once Little Fatts got shot throwing hands stopped

That's when the arms trade started

R8 German Ruger or a Sig or you can choose the trey 8

Shotgun or the Uzi 32 round clip

Women turned to witches the way they handle that broom stick

Hey Gangstress can I get your digits?

My heart gon stop if you tell me negative

And I ain't tryna Iceberg you with the words

Cool you down then heat you up where it hurts

We dated for a month

She left me for the ball player

Life was so simple until I met the heartbreaker

Jersey Boy I got eyes for you like I'm Frankie Valley

Ralph Tresvant I just started singing with a New Edition

Joy and pain only make you stronger through experience

Feel like yesterday I am just going through memory lane

Half a heart you my other half let's connect the chain

Orange juice jones but it's us kissing in the rain

We forever nostalgic

Just yesterday

Dixie cups and Hennessy

Mind was empty Honda E

My dollars stretch like limousines

Runnin' round in Guess Jeans

Don't guess genes

Check with family before you knock your cousin up

Some country stuff

11 PM leave before they shoot it up

The party was somethin' like a basement

We was deep as no hockey puck

Everyone had jersey and some ice on us

Zirconia I was quiet chill like Thelonious

A monk amongst all the pandemonium

Gastonia was West

We was East

Some was blacker that Tariq

We was always in the streets

Where they ball and all like Meech

I dated dope boys and preacher boys

I guess I had a thing of saving souls

But never reach like I wanted

They would always cheat

Oh well the jokes one me

That wasn't what I meant to do

Like I'm not Toby

I might be Kobe

I had to feel everything

Like the Fugees would sing on the strings

He was strummin' my pain that

Jersey Boy I got eyes for you like I'm Frankie Valley

Ralph Tresvant I just started singing with a New Edition

Joy and pain only make you stronger through experience

Feel like yesterday I am just going through memory lane

Half a heart you my other half let's connect the chain

Orange juice jones but it's us kissing in the rain

We forever nostalgic

Just yesterday