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((Dinero P))
A One, two a one two.
Like itâs 1995
Yeah, like itâs 1995.
The girls with the doodoo braids as they walking by
Got the cornrows on with the overalls, one strappinâ it
Everybody kicking and they maxin and relaxin it
Fellas got Jâs on the court and they attackinâ it
You better watch your kicks somebody contemplatinâ on jacking âem.
We in a Brooklyn state of mind feelin fine,
Like I just sipped a bottle of the finest wine.
But it might all change in a second
Some funny brothers cominâ down the block so we protected
All the niggas rushin to the stoop, cause we checked âem
And then blue came through,
Thatâs when everybody scattered
Nobody wanna see a sidewalk with blood splatter
Uh, baby cause we matter
I remember walking to the corner store for nutriment
Chillinâ in the park, swinginâ after dark, life wasnât really hard
Thatâs when Biggie Pac was the realest niggas
And thatâs when Rakim had the illest lyrics
Redman and Method man was some crazy niggas.
And yea Nas he always was a conscious figure
I see and know that all of yâall are feelinâ me
Iâm wishing that I could take a time machine
And we can go back to the finer things
Then we can wake up from the crazy dream.
Chorus (x2):
Like like itâs 1995
Like like itâs 1995
Like like itâs 1995
Iâm lookinâ fresh Iâm lookinâ fly
Like itâs 1995
Bridge:
Aahh, Iâm lookinâ so fly,
Like itâs â95
Yeah, yeah.
Iâm feelin so fly,
So fresh and fly
Like itâs â95
(Said you rockinâ with The Koolest)
Yeah, yeah.
((Dan The Don))
Uh, Knicks jersey and my timbs on
Feeling like Pac in Above the Rim dawg.
This song is for that back in the day
That juicy in the tape deck
R.I.P. to Big Smalls
(baby, baby)
Back when these streets was real hard
Go through the wrong neighborhood and get got
When niggas on the west was hittinâ that crip walk
Back when they was yelling one time for hip hop
Iâm feelinâ like itâs 1995
Bumpinâ De La Soul and the Tribe
Smoking blunts gettinâ high
Hit the subway catch a ride on this New York city type of vibe.
So tell âem gimme the mic and we gon rhyme tonight
Man, put yo hands up and wave âem side to side
At the crib watching David Hasselhoff
Michael Knight, Michael Knight, Michael Knight
Uh, Got my box fade looking right
If I was from up north Iâd probably be the Brooklyn type
Man ainât no such thing as half way crooks,
Mobb Deep told you donât be acting shook tonight
More bars than Rikerâs Island when I do this.
Back when ODB was straight wildinâ with the Wu Click
Cash rules everything, Iâm trying to get my crew rich.
1995 and you rockinâ with The Koolest.
Chorus (x2):
Like like itâs 1995
Like like itâs 1995
Like like itâs 1995
Iâm lookin fresh Iâm looking fly
Like itâs 1995
Shimmy shimmy shimmy, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad
Shimmy shimmy shimmy, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
Ooh, Ooh, baby, I like it raw.
((Napoleon Da Legend))
Listening to music laced with Cuban on my neck
Recording sessions at the studio with a cassette
Swords made of liquid and it would slice through the drums
Rappers shook us every verse had to be nice in the sun
Rhyme schemes like a stepped out of a time machine
The top emcees had to have the livest steez
Slang spoken in a language thatâs broken
the fans were open hand,
Wrote it, god tampered and broken the man
Stoled the art,
Started out in the park
And got commercial
Then it got controversial
And cops wanted to search you
We was lurkinâ through the dark before the spotlight hit us
And the magazines used to want to spotlight the realest
Weâre illest.
Where commense sense would start a resurrection
Total recall nowadays erasing my recollection
Of that feeling I was getting when I banged it in the whip
And if you sound corny, fans were abandoning your ship.
Trash were last, like a flash in a pan
Before Instagram rap or paint a picture for the fans
Remember when verses used to throw you a jewel
Pete Rock asked, will they reminisce over you?
Styles were different, wild with the visions
Beautiful songs were made from a foul way of thinking
Must be something in the water they drinking
That gave rise to some of the illest back in 1995.
Respect
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
Ooh, baby, I like it raw.
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay
Ooh, baby, I like it raw.
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- Nerds at the Kool Table