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

Bringing back sweet

Life, living in and going 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 son put his sentences together
Yo, it kinda make me of way back when
I was the portrait of the as a young man
All teenage dreams of rapping
Writing rhymes on
Was visualization
Making this shit happen
like something come through me
That truly just me
Speaking through the voices of the spirits to me
I think back in the day, I absorbed everything a sponge
Took a plunge into my past to share my son

Bringing sweet memories

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

Running out of of conversation
I drop it in the pocket because rocking's my occupation
I do it remarkably, spark up a
And possibly you follow me
Tap into chi
your memory
To help you see clearly, then get to me
Actually, nothing's new the sun
So when be stressing me
My remedy is 'bringing back sweet
Like the faces that are woven in the fabric of my
From cities where making a big accomplishment
Like when my people understood prominence
And my past visions of the continent
the first time I saw krs live, rockin' it
I heard resurrection by common
in my psyche
I chose my direction spike lee
To speak my life through mics, and I take it lightly
It might be something you did to bring you down when you high
But that karma's a bitch, you asking god why
when my parents first split up
Yo, I was
Seems like some years was together for the sake of the children
And I love for that
I know if they saw that
So I'mma say it, and convey it when the world it (3x)

Bringing back memories

Like is beautiful, names from the seventies
Let me tap into energy
Fields of dreams become my
I reach my destiny like a prophecy
Especially when I 'm 'bringing back memories'
I got deep my mind, see I got a treasury
That float my head like a sweet melody
you telling me
Reflection is a of memories
Definitely is how hiphop was meant to be
Eventually, I knew I'd run into
It was only a matter of time like
Check the recipe or to how it sound so sweet
I with word power, my man speak with beats
If I could make it in new york, I figured 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!'
the world, came back to the crib
And hit the
Yeah, this year we put in work and got other plans
In fact, that's I'll take the fam
When the joint is done
By the you hear this, I'll be basking in african sun
wow!
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