1990 (Interlude)

Lyrics

[Chorus] When I was a young boy, and I heard that bass kick Then I heard that high hat, then I heard that tape deck Spinnin' like the Earth inside of my mom's car Made me wanna rule the world and I feel I'm not far Man, you know this shit is grimy (Grimy), reppin' for that 1990 ('90), you know who I am; It's Mister YAMAZAM', I'm the hunnid-grand man And I'm aiming for your place, cock, blam—hot-damn [Verse 1] This is for the East Side From Vietnam to Fayette'nam And above and beyond For cholos and chicas Who rolled in Toyota, Corolla, or Nissan Provokin' Hadokens with .44s and Levi's Rollin' that Indo' Throwin' that peace sign Hope is no cold case No won't see that heat rise While taking that Bart train from Frisco to Fremont Our [?] is designed to arm our policeman With far more power privatizing these prisons Bills start to wither And you need someone to lean on Chills start to shiver down each spine I wanna be a Durham legend just like Nnenna Freelon I put the G in grind reppin' for my generation I'm from the South but I don't fuck with the Confederation It's Black art, Black culture, Black music Is heavily influencing these white, brown, and yellow faces [Chorus] Try me Reppin' for that 1990, '90, you know who I am; It's Mister YAMAZAM', I'm the hunnid-grand man And I'm aiming for your place, hot blam—hot damn [Bridge] Put your hands up You know what it is It's the cancer Legitimate immigrant anthem We feel the same things, like, "Say my name right Respect my late-great grandpa." [Chorus] When I was a young boy, and I heard that bass kick Then I heard that high hat, then I heard that tape deck Spinnin' like the Earth inside of my mom's car Made me wanna rule the world and I feel I'm not far Man, you know this shit is grimy, reppin' for that 1990 You know who I am; It's Mister YAMAZAM', I'm the hunnid-grand man And I'm aiming for your place, cock, blam—hot-damn [Outro] —was a young boy—