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

back sweet memories

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

Bringing back sweet

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

Running out of of conversation
Well I drop it in the pocket because my occupation
I do it remarkably, spark up a
And possibly you could me
Tap into chi
your memory
To help you see clearly, get back to me
Actually, nothing's new the sun
So when life be me
My remedy is 'bringing back memories'
Like the faces that are in the fabric of my consciousness
From cities making 21's a big accomplishment
Like when my people their prominence
And my past life visions of the
the first time I saw krs live, rockin' it
I heard by common sense
Dominant in my
I chose my direction spike lee
To speak my life through mics, and I never take it
It might be something you did to bring you down you were high
But that karma's a bitch, you asking god why
when my parents first split 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 they saw
So I'mma say it, and convey it when the world it (3x)

Bringing sweet memories

Like black is beautiful, names from the
Let me tap into your
Fields of become my property
When I reach my destiny like a
Especially when I 'm 'bringing back sweet
I got into my mind, see I got a treasury
That float my head like a sweet melody
you telling me
Reflection is a collection of
this is how hiphop was meant to be
Eventually, I knew I'd run into
It was a matter of time like centuries
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 figured I'd make it
Came to cincinnati linked mood, and we did sacred
Hi-tek became my favorite
on the side was the cut
We to put songs together like 'what!'
Traveled the world, came to the crib
And hit the
Yeah, year we put in work and got some other plans
In fact, that's I'll take the fam
When the reflection is done
By the time you hear this, I'll be in african sun
wow!
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