Luyện nghe bài hát Memories Live

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

back sweet memories

Life, living in flatbush and to house parties
Red lights, bumping, is what you make it, then sorry
In my lifetime, ain't done too things
Better than watching your son put his sentences together
Yo, it make me think of way back when
I was the portrait of the as a young man
All them dreams of rapping
rhymes on napkins
Was visualization
Making shit actually happen
It's like something come me
That truly consume me
Speaking through the voices of the 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 memories

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

Running out of topics of
I drop it in the pocket because rocking's my occupation
I do it remarkably, up a leaf
And you could follow me
Tap your chi
your memory
To you see clearly, then get back to me
Actually, new under the sun
So when be stressing me
My remedy is 'bringing back memories'
Like the faces that are woven in the of my consciousness
cities where making 21's a big accomplishment
Like when my people understood prominence
And my life visions of the continent
Like the first time I saw krs live, it
I heard resurrection by common
in my psyche
I chose my direction like lee
To speak my through mics, and I never take it lightly
It might be something you did to you down when you were high
But karma's a bitch, you steady asking god why
Like my parents first split up
Yo, I was
Seems like years they 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 play it (3x)

Bringing sweet memories

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 I 'm 'bringing back sweet memories'
I got deep into my mind, see I got a
That through my head like a sweet melody
What you me
Reflection is a of memories
this is how hiphop was meant to be
Eventually, I I'd run into hi-teknology
It was only a matter of like centuries
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 anywhere I'd make it
Came to linked with mood, and we did sacred
Hi-tek beats my favorite
on the side was the cut
We started to put songs together 'what!'
Traveled the world, back to the crib
And hit the
Yeah, this we put in work and got some other plans
In fact, where I'll take the fam
When the reflection is done
By the time you hear this, be basking in african sun
wow!
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