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