Back In '94 Songtext
Patterson Junior High
is the hood that has chose to reside
A master of the custodial arts
he's got a fro of steel and a golden heart
When he was young he mad a promise
to rid the school of bullies like he's cleaning up vomit
No mistaking Cuba Jr, there's no disguise
I'm coming at you, yo it's Cromer and Surprise! Surprise!

Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94

Back in '94 when I was a boy
playing outside with my power ranger toy
never thought that I would make it this far
never knew I would become a rap superstar
But now here I am and I'm speaking the truth
Hitting home runs like my name was Ruth
Take it to the top, I'll take it to the sky
Spyder coming at you baby with the 9 to 5

Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94

Call that a spill bitch?
I disinfect that shit
See a sandwich in a locker and I take a bit
Taking all your secret notes and making that shit spit
Hope to stick my fucking dick in Harold's mom legit
Yea, there's truth in rhymes
Walking halls and finding 20 dimes
Using my mop to clean the floors of mother fucking grime
I never did a crime, but I would have
Surprise! Surprise! will take your head off like I should have

Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94

Meet my boy Cromer back in '94
Reminisce about the time that fatty hit the floor
His head blew open and he crapped himself
but he don't care he'll just reach for the shelf
and grab a pick of Kitty von Squeeze
and whip out his dick, he's about to please
He'll break in your garage and pimp your scooter
He fucked that old neighbor, Harold's sisters cuter

Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94
Back in '94, Back in '94