2000 (MM) was a leap year that started on a Saturday, in accordance with the Gregorian calendar. It was the 2000th year of the Common Era or the Anno Domini designation, and the last year of the 20th century and the 2nd millennium.
2000 was designated as:
The year 2000 was the first year of the 2000s decade. Popular culture holds the year 2000 as the first year of the 21st century and the 3rd millennium, due to a tendencial way to group the years according to decimal values, as if year zero were counted. According to the Gregorian calendar this distinction falls to the year 2001, because the 1st century was retroactively said to start with year AD 1. Since the calendar has no year zero, its first millennium spans from years 1 to 1000, inclusively, and its second millennium from years 1001 to 2000. (See more at Millennium.)
The year 2000 was the subject of Y2K concerns: fears that computers would not shift from 1999 to 2000 correctly. However, by the end of 1999, many companies had already converted to new, or upgraded their existing software. Some even obtained Y2K certification. As a result of massive effort, much of it mis-directed, relatively few problems occurred.
months go by, without a call
perhaps, she, may have dropped the ball
i go insane like a lunatic
can't believe this girl actually makes me trip
i start to wonder what she's thinkin...
maybe something or nothin' at all...
all i really know is, that i'm starting to fall
to look into her eyes and see her smile
shows its worth every single mile
to hold her in my arms so very tight
would make everything feel oh so right
knowing that she cares the way i care too
makes me want to more than love you
all i want is one lasting kiss
right under the stars tonight
she's 2000 miles away from me,
i know i can't see her but i disagree
she maybe far, but not far for thee
won't stop at nothing, not even to cross a sea
just to see my girl smile for a while
would make me wanna walk every single mile
even to prove that i am true
but most of all just to say 'i love you'
now all my friends say i'm crazy
nuts and crazy i may be
all they see is some silly girl
some strange princess that means the world to me
i sing this song to you today
to share with you how my life has changed
simply over some random girl
someone who just lives so far away
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
i really miss her, i know it's true
2000 years ago in Iran
Old man in mountain now
Well, he got a plan
He not no slave god
He don't need no slave
He's seen the garden now
And he's got a key
2000 years ago in Iran
He's one big outlaw now
He's fighting the ranch
2000 years ago in Iran
Not much has changed
In all this time
We don't use mummies now
Use sex between males
2000 years ago in Iran
2000 years ago in Iran
(2000 years ago in Iran)
Yeah, bleep bleep bleep
Hey yo this is how we gonna hit it off...
Chorus:
So drop the kronkite nigga (2000)
Check out how we flip shit for (2000)
Stud doogie runnin' shit for (2000)
Grand puba flippin' shit for (2000)
Here comes the brotha from the future
Man, I got what suits ya
Fake mc's go away and let your label prostitute ya
Give me my space and let the swinger swing
Nigga don't you know that jane can't even stop this crazy thang
I like to boast cause I'm the host with the most
Bag a few honeys and i'm... (space ghost!)
I got niggas head-bobbin' with no problem
I kick 31 flavors so call me basket robbins, uhh
I gets down cause I travel like sound
Grand puba's so fast they got my picture on a greyhound
Here goes the tizm, get ya lifted like izm
If these devils ain't got my money then I got some off the prison
So honey here's more than a rent
For dollars and sense, see I leave shit bent
So don't even come with that 69, hon
Cause I told ya last time, 68 and I owe ya one
Back up and let puba do his thing,
Cause a nigga wanna krib like eddie murphy had a boomerang
So butt niggas get the steppin'
I gets to the root like beer
Lyrics flow like an automatic weapon
You can't see this or much greater,
Rough like terminator, sendin' niggas down like elevators
So like beavis and butthead...(he he he he)
Go away like 94, we drop the kronkite nigga
Chorus
No shame in the game I puts the pedal to the metal
Be a father to my son, ask the bulldogs and pedal (? )
Puba gots that shit that hits in every ghetto
Straight from new york, l.a. to
Honey, there's no need to hunt
Whatever you want, just make sure when you come you bring a blunt
This is for the year 2-circle-circle-circle
Niggas lookin' stupid like their spotted and they urkel
Did I say that?
Doogie hits the scratch
Niggas can't match, baggin' bootys by the batch
That's how we do at a theatre near you
Do the show, bag the doe and disappear like the zoo
Then I hit home, to rest my dome
Unplug the phone and put a joint on the bone
I kick the style longtime ya know
Niggas can't see this, so you know how that shit goes
Nigga it's gonna take a miracle
Call me a cab so I can away and catch your hi-di-hi-di-ho
F**k that, my style's all that and a bag of snacks
Ran through jersey and the pussycat
I'm the scooby with the doo
I like my philly with the brew
All y'all niggas talkin' shit about puba, f**k you...
Ya know what you can do?
You can lick the twins when I pull 'em outta skins
And I put 'em in your face, you can tell me how it tastes
Cause it's the kronkite, nigga