[Intro: CJay]

(Put ya hands up hands up) x3

Whoever thought that Hip Hop would return this soon

In such a short notice

And if it ain't the 1990's tell me where you gon find these rhyme beasts? x2

(Put ya hands up hands up) x3

[Verse 1: CJay]

Yo back when the greatest would rap

2 decades in a half you was able to rap but if you were wack, they wouldn't allow you to make it with rap and I'm grateful for that

Nowadays it has changed and I wait for the day we go back

Patiently waiting I wonder will this generation adapt and make it boom-bap

Ughh you would think Hip Hop has upgraded

Shut the fuck up and duck tape it I'm frustrated that these garbage fucks made it

It ain't been the same since the illest retired

Labels'll give em a try and now these Niggas is hired

You wanna make it? No skill is required

In order to find emcees who rhyme with ease

Hop inside of this time machine or instead of you waiting just settle for teleportation

It would be a miracle to get away from a era full of terrible

Muthafuckin so called emcees

Just rely on the instrumental

Influential? All you do is lie on the shit you went through

To be straight honest because you make commas don't make you Masonic

But it also don't mean you praise God and you should pay homage but if not-

[Hook 1: CJay]

(Put ya hands up hands up) x3

And if it ain't the 1990's tell me where you gon find these rhyme beasts?

(Put ya hands up hands up) x3

And if it ain't the 1990's tell me where you gon find these rhyme beasts?

[Verse 2: CJay]

Rappers say they dope the way they flow lackadaisical

Have to pay me to say the radio made me go crazy for

New rappers don't phase me, will they ever amaze me? no

9 times out of 10 these rappers don't fit the ratio

Rhyming like Way before 84' highly incapable ashamed to know you got a basic flow at 28 years old?

Hip Hop is not dead but I could feel her blood spill

How could you heartless fucks kill something these legends once built

Talking tough still, claiming they nothing but ill like

Man I'm ill I got skills; nigga what skills?

I wreck the beat worse on features I leave emcees hurt

Rap the hardest I have to ejaculate after each verse

The most perverted perverse person for certain

Erking yo nerves worse than earliest birds chirping

I'm Nasty no need to act foul I maxed out my rap style 100% everything that I rap bout

So give me my credit it's not debit Ha get it?

No lies I bet that I'm prophetic cuz God said it

And if it ain't the 1990's tell me where you gon find these rhyme beasts?

[Hook 2: CJay]

(Put ya hands up hands up) x3

And if it ain't the 1990's tell me where you gon' find these rhyme beasts?

(Put ya hands up hands up) x3

And if it ain't the 1990's tell me where you gon' find these rhyme beasts?

[Outro: CJay]

1990's where you gon' find these rhyme beasts?

(Golden Era)

And if it ain't the 1990's where you gon find these... rhyme beasts? (Boom-bap, boom-bap)