The Notorious B.I.G., Faith Evans, The Game - 1970 Somethin' lyrics
The Notorious B.I.G. [Christopher George Latore Wallace] Brooklyn, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[The Notorious B.I.G., Faith Evans, The Game - 1970 Somethin' lyrics]
1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'
1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' (O-o-o ooh)
1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'
(Ooh ooh oooooh) 1970 somthin'
1970 somethin'
Nigga I don't sweat the date, my moms is late
So I had to plan my escape, out the skins
In this world, the fly girl (yeah)
Tanqueray or Hennessy until I called Earl
Ten months in this gut, what the fuck
(Hey yeah) i wish moms would hurry up
So I could get buck
While, Juvenile rippin' mics and shit (O oh)
New York
New York ready for the likes of this
Uh, then came the worst date, May, 21st
2: 19 is when my mama water burst
No spouse in the house, so she rolled herself
To the hospital
To see if she could get a little help
Umbilical chord's wrapped around my neck
(O oh) i'm seein' my death
And I ain't even took my first step
I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
(O-o-o oh ooh ooh)
The doctor looked and said "He's
Gonna be a Bad Boy"
I remember back in time
(1970 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Before all the homies died
Before all the dollars and nines
I knew that I was goin' somewhere
(19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Let me take you back in time
Before I even got the rhyme
Before I had nickels and dimes
I knew that I was goin' somewhere yeah
Would 'Pac be alive, if you let 'Pac drive?
Swear to God, to reverse it
I'll give my Left Eye
With the right I'll visualize
The king of Bed-Stuy (O oh)
Checkin' his daughter
Tyanna into junior high (yeah)
If I was in Brooklyn and BI was still alive
In 2006, it might sound like this
NY, 7-1-8's, 2-1-2's
With Sue's rendezvous, it's like Moulin Rouge
(Ohh ohh) high fashion
Uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez
Puerto Ricans with fat asses (Ooh ooh)
Blazed dutch masters, we dump ashes
On models in S classes for you bastards
(Ohh ohh) catch a cab to Manhattan
With that Broadway actin' you hype
That Belly shit'll get you capped
And wrapped in plastic
Tell the captain to ask
Rog' What's Happenin'?
I hear, nor speak no evil inside the magnum
(O-o-o oh ooh ooh)
(1970 somethin', 1970 somethin')
I remember back in time
Before all the homies died
Before all the dollars and nines
I knew that I was goin' somewhere
(19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Let me take you back in time
Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
(yeah ah) riskin' ruptured spleens by the
Age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't
My lifetime dream (Ooh oh)
I mean, I wanna blow up, stack my dough up
So school, I didn't show up
It fucked my flow up (Ohh)
Mom said that I should grow up
And check myself (No oo)
Before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
(Oooh) put the drugs on the shelf, nah
Couldn't see it
Scarface, king of New York, I wanna be it
(Oh, yeah)
Rap was secondary, money was necessary
Until I got incarcerated, kinda scary
C-74, Mark 8 set me straight
Not able to move behind a great steel gate
(Oh, no)
Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
All the money I stacked
Was all the money for bail
I remember back in time (1970 somethin')
Before all the homies died
Before all the dollars and nines
I knew that I was goin' somewhere
(1970 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Let me take you back in time
Before I even got the rhyme
Before I had nickels and dimes
I knew that I was goin' somewhere yeah
(1970 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Said I knew I (1970 somethin')
And I knew that I was going somewhere yeah
(Nine- teen 70 somethin') o-o-o oh, oooooh
1970 somethin'
1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' (O-o-o ooh)
1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'
(Ooh ooh oooooh) 1970 somthin'
1970 somethin'
Nigga I don't sweat the date, my moms is late
So I had to plan my escape, out the skins
In this world, the fly girl (yeah)
Tanqueray or Hennessy until I called Earl
Ten months in this gut, what the fuck
(Hey yeah) i wish moms would hurry up
So I could get buck
While, Juvenile rippin' mics and shit (O oh)
New York
New York ready for the likes of this
Uh, then came the worst date, May, 21st
2: 19 is when my mama water burst
No spouse in the house, so she rolled herself
To the hospital
To see if she could get a little help
Umbilical chord's wrapped around my neck
(O oh) i'm seein' my death
And I ain't even took my first step
I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
(O-o-o oh ooh ooh)
The doctor looked and said "He's
Gonna be a Bad Boy"
I remember back in time
(1970 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Before all the homies died
Before all the dollars and nines
I knew that I was goin' somewhere
(19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Let me take you back in time
Before I even got the rhyme
Before I had nickels and dimes
I knew that I was goin' somewhere yeah
Would 'Pac be alive, if you let 'Pac drive?
Swear to God, to reverse it
I'll give my Left Eye
With the right I'll visualize
The king of Bed-Stuy (O oh)
Checkin' his daughter
Tyanna into junior high (yeah)
If I was in Brooklyn and BI was still alive
In 2006, it might sound like this
NY, 7-1-8's, 2-1-2's
With Sue's rendezvous, it's like Moulin Rouge
(Ohh ohh) high fashion
Uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez
Puerto Ricans with fat asses (Ooh ooh)
Blazed dutch masters, we dump ashes
On models in S classes for you bastards
(Ohh ohh) catch a cab to Manhattan
With that Broadway actin' you hype
That Belly shit'll get you capped
And wrapped in plastic
Tell the captain to ask
Rog' What's Happenin'?
I hear, nor speak no evil inside the magnum
(O-o-o oh ooh ooh)
(1970 somethin', 1970 somethin')
I remember back in time
Before all the homies died
Before all the dollars and nines
I knew that I was goin' somewhere
(19, 70 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Let me take you back in time
Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
(yeah ah) riskin' ruptured spleens by the
Age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't
My lifetime dream (Ooh oh)
I mean, I wanna blow up, stack my dough up
So school, I didn't show up
It fucked my flow up (Ohh)
Mom said that I should grow up
And check myself (No oo)
Before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
(Oooh) put the drugs on the shelf, nah
Couldn't see it
Scarface, king of New York, I wanna be it
(Oh, yeah)
Rap was secondary, money was necessary
Until I got incarcerated, kinda scary
C-74, Mark 8 set me straight
Not able to move behind a great steel gate
(Oh, no)
Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
All the money I stacked
Was all the money for bail
I remember back in time (1970 somethin')
Before all the homies died
Before all the dollars and nines
I knew that I was goin' somewhere
(1970 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Let me take you back in time
Before I even got the rhyme
Before I had nickels and dimes
I knew that I was goin' somewhere yeah
(1970 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Said I knew I (1970 somethin')
And I knew that I was going somewhere yeah
(Nine- teen 70 somethin') o-o-o oh, oooooh
1970 somethin'