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 **** 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 **** 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
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Rejjie Snow/Alex Anyaegbunam/Dale Turner [00:02.00]1992 [00:06.38]Rejjie Snow [00:09.40] [00:12.62]92 dreams, 92 kids, [00:15.67]92 queens, 92 kings, [00:18.78]92 boys, 92 girls, [00:21.92]92 beats, a 92 world [00:25.00]Just a black nigar, smoking my cigar. [00:28.51]Puff, puff, that’s that **** [00:31.20]Was born in 92, she was 86, I mean 93. [00:35.99]She’d make a brother stiff [00:37.99]Dark blue eyes, caramel lips. [00:40.66]Momma was a preacher, daddy kinda rich [00:43.84]The year of 92, I mean 93 [00:46.90]This little boy Rejjie, the birds and the bees [00:50.02]Three was the age, read it from the page. [00:53.08]Confusion occurred and daddy got rage. [00:56.16]Back in 92, Dr. Dre came. [00:59.30]The Chronic in my room, daddy would play. [01:02.37]Started making raps, around 98. [01:05.91]When Big L died, the lord give and takes away. [01:08.69]The greatest of the greatest, the worst of the worst [01:14.40]I,I fall in love way too easily. [01:17.45]Used to treat them nice, [01:18.24]and now I treat them like they treating me [01:20.54]But this isn’t me eagerly [01:22.72]Cause I’d rather retreat up where the sweeter be. [01:24.39]But if its unrequited, [01:25.38]then its right for me to flee the scene [01:27.15]Like 96 [01:29.01]Seems my daddy might have dipped. [01:30.48]And that was it. [01:31.18]Me, I was 2 [01:32.07]So now I couldn’t give a **** [01:33.34]But bettered few when the clever grew [01:35.15]Stepping out askew [01:36.41]He was bruising to prove the news [01:37.98]Never show him up if I did [01:39.49]I never wanted to tell the honest truth when he would ask me. [01:42.91]Silent sitting in car seats, [01:44.14]while he’s hitting the palm trees. [01:46.02]I’m with him, [01:47.32]and he be steady grinning. [01:48.79]The lights reflecting off his gold teeth are blurring my vision, [01:51.11]But the wheels continue spinning. [01:52.99]Playing the victim, [01:53.94]that was his position. [01:55.16]Heat him speaking some wisdom to women without any vision [01:58.10]Momma wishing, sat reminiscing. [02:00.33]She couldn’t kiss him. [02:01.55]The truth is, he was still useless, we wouldn’t miss him [02:17.02]92 dreams [02:18.60]92 kids [02:20.21]92 queens [02:21.73]92 boys, 92 girls, 92 beats, [02:27.88]A 92 world
