1992

Rejjie Snow

92 dreams 92 kids

92 queens 92 kings

92 boys 92 girls

92 beats a 92 world

Just a black nigar smoking my cigar

Puff puff that's that s**t

Was born in 92 she was 86 I mean 93

She'd make a brother stiff

Dark blue eyes caramel lips

Momma was a preacher daddy kinda rich

The year of 92 I mean 93

This little boy Rejjie the birds and the bees

Three was the age read it from the page

Confusion occurred and daddy got rage

Back in 92 Dr Dre came

The Chronic in my room daddy would play

Started making raps around 98

When Big L died the lord give and takes away

The greatest of the greatest the worst of the worst

I I fall in love way too easily

Used to treat them nice

And now I treat them like they treating me

But this isn't me eagerly

Cause I'd rather retreat up where the sweeter be

But if its unrequited

Then its right for me to flee the scene

Like 96

Seems my daddy might have dipped

And that was it

Me I was 2

So now I couldn't give a s**t

But bettered few when the clever grew

Stepping out askew

He was bruising to prove the news

Never show him up if I did

I never wanted to tell the honest truth when he would ask me

Silent sitting in car seats

While he's hitting the palm trees

I'm with him

And he be steady grinning

The lights reflecting off his gold teeth are blurring my vision

But the wheels continue spinning

Playing the victim

That was his position

Heat him speaking some wisdom to women without any vision

Momma wishing sat reminiscing

She couldn't kiss him

The truth is he was still useless we wouldn't miss him

92 dreams

92 kids

92 queens

92 boys 92 girls 92 beats

A 92 world