hasHBrown - 1994 (Remix) lyrics

rate me

(ft. Miss Jaye)

Hook:

This ain't 1994, dawg

At least not the war dawg

In my mind, I stay making war, hoes

Beat knocking on the door until they took the boys off.

Uh, they say the game's so tragic

Here she stays, get deprived of the classics

It's the hip hop magic, misguided challenge

All the car tracks that wouldn't last a week

Much less a flashback.. that session

From way back, all they wanna know many racks you stack

I stack anal racks and brace the past like a history...

The last cassette player!

Hook:

This ain't 1994, dawg

At least not the war dawg

In my mind, I stay making war, hoes

Beat knocking on the door until they took the boys off.

Creep it to the the smog on the humble

I making on your blog and they get...

Always searching for a start, the good old days

When it was more about your boss, less about the cars

What you said now, what you had made you who you are

The game went viral, down world spiral

Kicks here break beats. down to the spinal

Realness was everything so vital

Hook:

This ain't 1994, dawg

At least not the war dawg

In my mind, I stay making war, hoes

Beat knocking on the door until they took the boys off..

So you must believe the message, that you're sending

The sounds reflect the lifestyle that you're living

Are you listening? Cause something's missing

Listen, we can go back and fort, they're just kicking

Don't want a couple... so we can flip in

The future and the past colab until we dig in

Just as long as... somewhere in here!

Hook:

This ain't 1994, dawg

At least not the war dawg

In my mind, I stay making war, hoes

Beat knocking on the door until they took the boys off.