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Yo, you what we got to do, man, we need to get a whole cd
Get a collection of all the music and we've ever done

Bringing back memories

Life, living in flatbush and to house parties
Red lights, bumping, life is you make it, then sorry
In my lifetime, ain't done too things
Better than watching your first son put his sentences
Yo, it kinda make me think of way back
I was the of the artist as a young man
All them dreams of rapping
rhymes on napkins
Was really
Making shit actually happen
It's something come through me
That just consume me
through the voices of the spirits speaking to me
I back in the day, I absorbed everything like a sponge
Took a plunge into my past to share my son

Bringing back sweet

Like thoughts out the of my mind
Going in some time
when you used to cut and had to go to the back of the line
Look and you find
that make you relax and recline
Now rap about packing a nine
When they divine

Running out of of conversation
Well I it in the pocket because rocking's my occupation
I do it remarkably, spark up a
And you could follow me
Tap into chi
Utilize your
To help you see clearly, then get to me
Actually, new under the sun
So when be stressing me
My remedy is back sweet memories'
Like the that are woven in the fabric of my consciousness
From cities where making 21's a big
Like my people understood their prominence
And my past life visions of the
Like the first time I saw krs live, it
I resurrection by common sense
Dominant in my
I my direction like spike lee
To speak my life through mics, and I never take it
It might be you did to bring you down when you were high
But that karma's a bitch, you steady god why
Like when my parents first up
Yo, I was
like some years they was together for the sake of the children
And I love them for
I don't know if saw that
So I'mma say it, and it when the world play it (3x)

Bringing back sweet

Like black is beautiful, names from the
Let me tap your energy
of dreams become my property
When I reach my destiny like a
Especially when I 'm back sweet memories'
I got into my mind, see I got a treasury
That float my head like a sweet melody
What you me
Reflection is a of memories
Definitely this is how was meant to be
Eventually, I knew I'd run into
It was only a matter of time like
the recipe or technique to how it sound so sweet
I freak word power, my man speak with beats
If I could make it in new york, I anywhere I'd make it
Came to linked with mood, and we did sacred
Hi-tek became my favorite
Hustle on the was the cut
We to put songs together like 'what!'
Traveled the world, came to the crib
And hit the
Yeah, this year we put in work and got some other
In fact, that's I'll take the fam
When the joint is done
By the time you hear this, be basking in african sun
wow!
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