Frank John James - 1990 Something lyrics

[Verse 1] I don't think I've seen a light so beautiful Might just sing a full, song to that thunderstorm Roof leaking, but it don't really matter though Put a bucket under that ceiling and you'll be good to go Nineteen-ninety something, had a GameBoy Color And another song explained my relationship with pallor Back then, I didn't know that we were poor Because everyone around us had the same looking door And the same looking floor and the same damn smile Every time our team would score, everybody yelling 'Goal' Huh, yeah those were the days Imagination was the best way to play games I wish my age was a single digit once more And play war every single time I got bored Bam Bam fake guns with my fingertips And later on I stopped after gun k**ing incidents [Hook] Yo, whatever happened to our innocence? These militant little kids, sons of immigrants Imprisonment seems to be tradition not coincidence I chose my voice as my weapon of influence [Verse 2] Not gonna lie, dawg, people discriminate And I spend all my life working hard, to be equivalent And I realized, no matter how you put it You'll never be the good kid, you just gotta get through it Sometimes, I really wonder who I am That college boy with etiquette, or hoodlum with friends I walk around with chucks, but I own a pair of dressing shoes To keep me undercover, when the piggies go arresting fools But to be honest, I feel comfortable in both I feel a little lost, don't know where to swim my boat But deep down, man, I know that I ain't one of them Got love for the streets, and my homies, I stay loving them Listen to my heart...that sh** beats hard I got a deadly combo, homie Book smart and street smart Nineteen-ninety something, had a GameBoy Color But it's twenty-fourteen, I'm not the same boy, brother [Hook] Yo, whatever happened to our innocence? These militant little kids, sons of immigrants Imprisonment seems to be tradition not coincidence I chose my voice as my weapon of influence I chose my voice as my weapon of influence I chose my voice as my weapon of influence