Thomas Prime - Cla** of '99 lyrics

[Intro: Akin] Miss that era to d**h, huh? Miss that era to d**h I, I miss that era to d**h, uh What up, though? Yes, I miss that era [Verse 1: Akin] Uh, one for the money, two for p**y and foreign cars Three for my drunken pen that's slaying s**as counting bars I'm on that trill sh**. Intuitive and still spit Top-40-caliber rapper that's here to school kids Just say no and roll—you know a earth quake Knock 'em out the box from the start, f** on the first date We trap kids. Going home—that's where the crack is Night of the living baseheads, dreads, and saddest Avenge us [Hook: Akin] (x4) That's us, that's us, that's us, that's us, that's us The cla** of '99 [Verse 2: Akin] Ayyo, Emmitt Smith, Errict Rhett—that ring a bell? Legendary black athletes, they ran the 'ville Never made the team (Nope). But I would emerge Drunken off the Mickey's Ice—yikes! I'm nice on the curb Of ill street blues. Bottle after bottle, we boozed Down on my luck, I had refined rebu*tal to shoot k**ing you birds. Always had a way with these words Now I jot down ways them words could strike nerds In a whole constellation, we had to align Form a Phalanx of stars—now they call it a CYNE Take a peak into the future. What do you see? Quite a long road ahead. Still, I'm happier me For better or worse, I learned to put family first While Hannity boasts a remedy, humanity hurts Fire this time. Thomas Prime, see, I had to rhyme Valedictorian '99, n***a [Hook: Akin] (x4) That's us, that's us, that's us, that's us, that's us The cla** of '99 [Bridge: Akin] No sold-out [?] here Akinlola speak, speaking to the people Tell 'em, tell 'em what you see No sold-out [?] here Akinlola speak, speaking to the people Tell 'em, tell 'em what you see Uh. Tell 'em what you see Kurt Diggler. Tell 'em what you see Uh. Tell 'em what you see Rhyme sinister [Outro: Akin] Yeah. Leonard Allen. What up, all the homies? (Cla** of '99) [?]. What up? Huh? Diego Iborra. Huh? What up? My n***a Ghost. Clyde Graham. E-rock. Huh? The cla** of '99. What it do, [?]. Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie. Shouts to [?]. Huh? What up, though? Yes. The cla** of '99