Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

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

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

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

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

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