Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

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

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

[ VERSE 2: Baby Bam ]
Block parties jam-packed, the first time I rap
And deejays spinnin breakbeats
These were the 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
Rushin upstairs to see _Graffiti on the telly
With one eye on the beats
I knew that one day would come when I'd be on the mic
Every day after school
I blues smarts with street smarts, and then started battle rappin
But for me it happenin
So I changed up my style, to the ladies 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 that
Disrespectin black
And what's gon' happen when you around and try to have your own children?"
So I changed up my once again
So me and my moms still be friends
My wasn't buggin out so far
Watchin me to be another rap star
Through my eyes he saw a child
up to be a man and leave behind the shootin, bangin

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[ 3: Afrika Baby Bam ]
Now this one goes out to the who set it off
And all the pioneers made it what it was
Cause we been doin this for 25 years
So we represent and keep hip-hop strong
JBeez, we on a plateau, nothin stoppin us
Will with the spirit of God, now it jump in us
Cause when you cut the roots off the tree
All you behind is the sweet memory
from the start, we did it in the park
It for the money, and it came from the heart
But in these days and times, when rappers rhymes
All we think about is signin on the dotted
Me, I been thinkin about the way it to be
before you was a rapper, you became an MC
I'm proud of my heritage, and glad that we it
I still rhymes without bein player-hated
on the same stage, rockin with the JBeez
Was a dream come true for a like me
Before rap was consumed, and hip-hop was
I was bangin on tables, in the lunchroom
I used to the street with my ghetto blaster
My brothers on the block was Zulu chapters
You know what I'm about if you go way back
And yo, big ups to all my sisters, in the of rap
when it comes to hip-hop, you know you gotta keep it true
Take the old, mix it with the new
I used to go by the name of MC
But now you know me as Baby Bam

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