1999 boy

[Intro: 6-Below]

“No matter who you, they, or we are. There's always some kind of struggle. And for that, fuck life”

[Verse 1: 6-below]

I’m numb, always. Darting up and down these mothafuckin' hallways. We call then know what they all say. Getting talked out of it all day, in every way my fall brings all things 6-below, the bedeaux is back with bad flows for these schizos to borrow. I'm tying up the dead morsels till’ this whore fills my immodest dreams of me making it into this fucking LP…

[Verse 2: Verx]
1999 boy, roll up the vhs-mine boy
Talkin that shit but you really dont know how to get your lazy ass some friends, boy
I dont really fuck with yall-ima keep it real i dont talk with yall
THis is what I mean, it dont make no sense
Feed my soul everyday, write some shit, everyday
I dont even know how the hell i got here. Cruisin doiwn the street. 1999. Roll a couple blunts, got a fifty, you a cunt

[See in the old days people took time to reflect, and go out under a tree and think things over. They had more intellectual curiosity, nowadays as I said before man is a confused animal.]

[Verse 3: Wolficide]
Heh
1999 boy
1999 boy, rollup the vhs-mine boy
This a fuckin crime, boy
Spent more than a dime, boy
This a fuckin crime boy
Trappin out the back boy
Swear to god im about to fuck my life, boy
Spent more than a dime, boy
I wasn't just a toy
I got my head in the clouds, boy
Take a bow, boy
Got you saying wow, boy
You're not allowed, boy
You proud, boy?
1999
We back, boy
Unban quack, boy
I still wake to a reminder of you, boy
And I ache, boy
1999

1999 (boy)
1999 boy