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Back to the 90s Flow 2 by BWBD

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Back to the 90s Flow 2

90s Rap

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back in the day, when the streets spoke in code,
sidewalk tales where sneakers picked up the load.
boom bap beats through worn-out tape decks,
stories spilled out like cracks in the pavement’s specs.
pulled my hood low, eyes scanning the block,
lessons hard-earned from the ticking clock.
every corner held a scene, a chapter to unfold,
dreams stitched tight in the fabric of bold.
take me back to that 90s flow, raw and real,
where every line hit deep, you could almost feel.
from the alley whispers to nights on the stoop,
we lived, we fought, in that old-school loop.
back to the 90s flow, where we earned our name,
carved our stories out of struggle and flame.
graffiti tags smudged on brick and steel,
rhymes flying sharp as the pain we'd feel.
no filter on the voice, just truth in the rhyme,
a soundtrack for those grinding, battling time.
skateboards clacking, breakbeats breaking free,
every verse a mirror, every hook a key.
we stood as one, under streetlamp glows,
holding tight to roots only the real ones know.
take me back to that 90s flow, raw and real,
where every line hit deep, you could almost feel.
from the alley whispers to nights on the stoop,
we lived, we fought, in that old-school loop.
back to the 90s flow, where we earned our name,
carved our stories out of struggle and flame.
remember the nights, cold air, marching feet,
words crafted in basements, each bar a heartbeat.
no gloss, no gloss—just grit and the grind,
every rhyme a spark in the dark, unrefined.
this ain't nostalgia, it’s the pulse that remains,
a legacy written in blood, sweat, and chains.
take me back to that 90s flow, raw and real,
where every line hit deep, you could almost feel.
from the alley whispers to nights on the stoop,
we lived, we fought, in that old-school loop.
back to the 90s flow, where we earned our name,
carved our stories out of struggle and flame.
fade out the cityscape, but keep the sound,
a time capsule beats, forever profound.
we’re more than memories, we’re rhythm and fight,
back to the 90s flow, alive in the night.