Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

[ VERSE 1: G ]
Remedies for parties stayed simple and plain
Little wine, little music, Mary Jane
Gotta keep the lights dim, so the people walk in
The vibe stays and mellow, everybody fits in
And everybody hey and ho, are gettin they on
The record only stops when the came on
Then they went back off, we continued to
somebody grabbed the mic like they had somethin to prove
It was just the got em, it wouldn't let loose
There right our eyes hip-hop was produced
The fire kept on burnin like a doggie in
You couldn't to feel the flavor as you walked through the streets
Everybody had a crew on every block for
This seemed to be insurance that the beat stop
So one day shots ring and it was no one to
All you thought was would it ever all be the
But if you got the love, baby, a damn thing change
As as you remember it always remains

[ The Holmes Brothers ]
I
When we used to play shoot-em-up,
I
When we to play shoot-em-up, bang-bang
and DJ's (2x)

[ 2: Afrika Baby Bam ]
Block parties jam-packed, the first I heard rap
And spinnin breakbeats back
were the last good days of the ghetto
It wasn't all bein jiggy, so save that rap for Jell-O
Down on my in the street playin skelly
upstairs to see _Graffiti Rock_ on the telly
With one eye on the droppin
I knew that one day would come I'd be on the mic rockin
day after school practisin
I blues smarts with street smarts, and then started battle rappin
But for me it happenin
So I up my style, to the ladies been mackin
I a rhyme about 'Roxanne, Roxanne'
I used to bust it out I went to a jam
My mother the dirty rap
She said, "You ain't gon' go too far expressin yourself like
Disrespectin women
And what's gon' happen when you turn around and try to have own children?"
So I changed up my once again
So me and my moms could be friends
My daddy buggin out so far
Watchin me pretend to be another rap
Through my eyes he saw a changin
up to be a man and leave behind the shootin, bangin

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[ VERSE 3: Baby Bam ]
Now one goes out to the ones who set it off
And all the pioneers made it what it was
Cause we doin this for 25 years long
So we gotta and keep hip-hop strong
JBeez, we on a plateau, ain't stoppin us
Will the spirit of God, now watch it jump in us
Cause when you cut the roots off the family
All you leave is the sweet memory
Right from the start, we did it in the
It wasn't for the money, and it came from the
But in these days and times, rappers write rhymes
All we think about is on the dotted line
Me, I been about the way it used to be
When you was a rapper, you became an MC
I'm proud of my heritage, and glad that we it
I still bust without bein player-hated
on the same stage, rockin with the JBeez
Was a dream true for a brother like me
Before rap was consumed, and was doomed
I was bangin on tables, in the lunchroom
I used to walk the street with my ghetto
My brothers on the block was Zulu chapters
You what I'm talkin about if you go way back
And yo, big ups to all my sisters, in the of rap
Cause it comes to hip-hop, you know you gotta keep it true
from the old, mix it with the new
I to go by the name of MC Shazaam
But now you know me as Baby Bam

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