1994 (feat.Pringlez Hardy) Video (MV)

Some niggas run run
Niggas tell when it's time to war
Stairway to heaven
Niggas scared of the final floor
Time is now
Waiting too long claiming my Awards
With a different kinda force
This clan of 1994
It's P-R -I -N -G -L-E -Z -H-A-R-D-Y
Fall up out my face hoe
Got no time for concubines
Writing with the ink that got Ashanti signed
Do not find it odd
All my years of having cards
And No card declined
Bitch it's time I get my credit
Low down dirty
Downright retched
Ya style ain't wild
It's wild pathetic
Ya Weak ass rhymes y
Weak ass work ethic
This style I made is now perfected
No mumble jungle for dyslexics
Don't leave me on read bitch
Pause that Netflix
And fully check my message
Test yo gangsta
Flunk what I just tested
Gold fang gang I represented
Got some bread now watch me
Stretch it
Ya pockets bulimic and anorexic
Self love self love
With myself
I'm so obsessive heart
You a lie
You a spy
You a agent
You a detective narc
Pussy I don't fear no man
You niggas throwing zero hands
A bible is what you nuns will
Throw they f*cking up the sons
They grow feeling empty
To feeling wonderful
With all that pill popping
How much drugs your tongues could hold
Watch out nigga don't come to Close
Fiends make me uncomfortable
You must be a duck or slow
Everybody know
That ain't no gun control
On Gun Hill Road
Dolphin dive
And tuck in roll
From a broken city
Like Russel Crow
Count down 1994
Bitch I'm bout to blow the globe
Too clean 2 f*cking dope
I'm heroin super soaked in soap
Hot nigga
120 degrees outside
And I'm In front of the stove
Send a lady to yo house
No lingerie up under her coat
Let My tolerance and overload Show burials
Fire ember
When my tempers
Explode
Too much flavor can't make me Bland
Trust me I'm far from a basic MAN
Monthly trying average 80
Grand top tier every place we stand
Got a gangsta bitch like Katie Bands
And She dangerous
Insane bitch
Rib cage kicks
Doing block boy JB Dance
Time for the glamorous life
Like Luda And Fergie Stacy Anne
Don't hang wit pigs at donut shops
I Do not bang wit ham
Dodge laws like
Neyo from the matrix can
Shit got dam
Cause my battle cry A lion roar
Teeth gold like 1994
Some niggas run run
Niggas tell when it's time to war
Stair way to heaven
Niggas scared of the final floor
Time is now
Waiting too long claiming my awards
With a different kinda force
This clan of 1994
Bitch I'm On the east side side Side
Throw ya lighters f*cking high high high
If you wanna get high high high
Then 94 make it quite quite quite
Right right
Its man in the mirror
Nothing scarier 1994
It's the era Mass hysteria
Just Beware of 1994
It's the Devils that'll dare ya
To tare 1994
It's Your fears All in here are
When you facing the year 1994