95 Lyrics

[Intro]
Look
I'm dark skinned so please don't take me lightly
Stogie in my hand, begging, "Please light me again"
Don't this feel like '96 or '95?
Edward Scissorhands with this doobie while I drive

[Verse]
Passenger seats with a freak, should I creep with her?
I'm too tired, we don't fuck, I just sleep with her
And baby momma's still patient
She found the rubbers in my dresser, hm (God bless her)
Third trimester I don't really wanna stress her
So daddy will deny her, orgasms I supply her
To the women that inspired all them rhymes I wrote
And killed millions of civilians with the nines I tote
I'm just young, dumb and ignorant
I couldn't go to college, so I settled to be a nigga then
Paper chasing
I wonder if the government formulating
This chemistry that got them rich niggas paper racist
It seems that I'm a goner, so I escape aromas
Of that hate with weed and marijuana
And conforming is what I'm living with
Cause you die if you different (No you don't!)
And now I'm smoking
[Outro]
And don't this feel like '95 nigga?
And don't this feel like '95 nigga?
Yeah, and don't this feel like '95 nigga?
And don't this feel like '95 nigga?

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Genius Annotation

Even though the track is not titled as such, this song is Part 1 of Isaiah’s “Part” Series along with Part II, Part III, and Part IV. In an interview with Ruby Hornet about “Part II”, he stated:

Part III” is the second sequel to this song I have called “’95” about a dude that basically gave up hope on being anything other than just ‘another nigga’. I wrote it as soon as I got out of jail over some petty shit. That experience made me realize how valuable my freedom is, but at the same time I realized how fucked up I allowed my life to get. I’m cleaning out my soul man.

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Release Date
August 10, 2011
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