Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

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

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

[ 2: Afrika Baby Bam ]
Block parties jam-packed, the time I heard rap
And deejays spinnin breakbeats
These were the last 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 Rock_ on the telly
With one eye on the droppin
I that one day would come when I'd be on the mic rockin
Every day after school
I mixed blues smarts with smarts, and then started battle rappin
But for me it happenin
So I changed up my style, to the ladies been
I wrote a about 'Roxanne, Roxanne'
I used to bust it out I went to a jam
My read the dirty rap
She said, "You ain't gon' go too far expressin like that
black women
And what's gon' happen you turn around and try to have your own children?"
So I up my style once again
So me and my could still be friends
My daddy wasn't 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 behind the shootin,

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[ 3: Afrika Baby Bam ]
Now one goes out to the ones who set it off
And all the pioneers made it what it was
Cause we been this for 25 years long
So we gotta and keep hip-hop strong
JBeez, we on a plateau, ain't nothin us
Will with the spirit of God, now watch it in us
Cause when you cut the off the family 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 is signin on the dotted line
Me, I been thinkin the way it used to be
before you was a rapper, you became an MC
I'm proud of my heritage, and glad we made it
I still bust rhymes bein player-hated
Standin on the same stage, rockin with the
Was a dream come true for a brother me
Before rap was consumed, and was doomed
I was on tables, rhymin in the lunchroom
I used to walk the with my ghetto blaster
My brothers on the was startin 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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