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Translee - Mars Blackmon lyrics

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And I remember back in the days, when niggas had waves

Casely shades and corn braids and high top fades

Using lines that I heard Fresh Prince say

To get them girls at my school at a young age

Didn't wanna take a bath, mama had to make me

Feel like the fountain of youth would always come and bathe me

Before all the youtubes and the vimeos

Television used to actually play videos

Yo MTV Raps and Rug Rats

Watching Urkle with the 2Pac skullcap

Ren and Stimpy, then a couple spins of some Biggie

Watching all that for the show at the ending

Yo, I'm a kid in the 90's, Halloween house parties

I was Kid in the 90's, playing ball in the street

Move when the cars passing

Couldn't be like Mike so I settle for Mars Blackmon

Mars Blackmon, they call me Mars Blackmon

Mars Blackmon, they call me Mars Blackmon

Elementary school thought that I was thugging

Till I switched from private school out to public

Just a different breed of people that I never knew

Every day was bloody fights handling at the school

At every fight, had a question in my mind

Why the hell these kids fighting over cutting in the line

But, I let it go, I know that drama from the boom box

The boom box is on my shoulder, Nike tube socks

Riding bikes, flying kites, fronting real niggas

My mama got me Bugle Boy, I wanted Hilfigure

Ninja turtles, watching Shredder trying kill Splinter

Tryna do that moon walk instead of finish dinner

Alabama winter and Georgia summers

Playing NBA jam doing gorgeous numbers

*Kris Kross really made a nigga start saggin

And I wanted them jays like I was Mars Blackmon

Mars Blackmon, they call me Mars Blackmon

Mars Blackmon, they call me Mars Blackmon

I've been observing, since an adolescent

Cockness in of the past, future and the present

Stepping out of my comfort zone for you to get it

Cause if I'd put that in a book you say you never read it

Back when I had Orlando Magic on my starter jacket

Was a fan of Michael Jordan and Michael Jackson

Did the lean before syrup, smooth criminal

And I was making sure I did it in my Airmax

Bill Clinton had the niggas getting money for real

Sega Genesis I show you my skillz

And I just love the women from Janet to Shauna Jackson

I put on my glasses they call me Mars Blackmon

Mars Blackmon, they call me Mars Blackmon

Mars Blackmon, they call me Mars Blackmon.

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