Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

[ VERSE 1: G ]
Remedies for parties stayed simple and plain
Little wine, little music, little Jane
Gotta keep the lights dim, so the people walk in
The vibe stays nice and mellow, everybody in
And everybody hey and ho, are they groove on
The record only when the lights came on
Then they went 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 hip-hop was produced
The kept on burnin like a doggie in heat
You couldn't help to feel the flavor as you walked through the
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 all be the same
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
we used to play shoot-em-up, bang-bang
MC's and (2x)

[ 2: Afrika Baby Bam ]
Block jam-packed, the first time I heard rap
And deejays breakbeats back
were the last good days of the ghetto
It wasn't all about jiggy, so save that rap for Jell-O
on my knees in the street playin skelly
Rushin upstairs to see _Graffiti on the telly
one eye on the beats droppin
I knew that one day come when I'd be on the mic rockin
Every day after school
I mixed blues smarts with street smarts, and then started battle
But for me it happenin
So I up my style, to the ladies been mackin
I wrote a rhyme 'Roxanne, Roxanne'
I used to bust it out when I to a jam
My mother read the rap
She said, "You ain't gon' go too far expressin yourself like
Disrespectin black
And what's gon' when you turn around and try to have your own children?"
So I changed up my style again
So me and my moms still be friends
My wasn't buggin out so far
me pretend to be another rap star
Through my eyes he saw a changin
Growin up to be a man and leave the shootin, bangin

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[ 3: Afrika Baby Bam ]
Now one goes out to the ones who set it off
And all the pioneers that made it it was
we been doin this for 25 years long
So we gotta and keep hip-hop 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 family
All you leave behind is the memory
Right the start, we did it in the park
It wasn't for the money, and it came from the
But in these and times, when rappers write rhymes
All we think about is on the dotted line
Me, I been about the way it used to be
When before you was a rapper, you an MC
I'm proud of my heritage, and glad we made it
I still bust rhymes without player-hated
Standin on the same stage, rockin the JBeez
Was a dream come for a brother like me
rap was consumed, and hip-hop was doomed
I was bangin on tables, rhymin in the
I used to walk the with my ghetto blaster
My brothers on the block was startin Zulu
You know what I'm talkin about if you go way
And yo, big ups to all my sisters, in the of rap
Cause when it 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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