Luyện nghe bài hát Memories Live

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

Bringing sweet memories

Life, living in flatbush and to house parties
Red lights, bumping, life is what you it, then sorry
In my lifetime, ain't too many things
than watching your first 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 on napkins
Was really
Making this shit actually
like something come through me
That truly consume me
Speaking through the voices of the spirits to me
I think back in the day, I absorbed everything like a
Took a plunge into my past to with my son

Bringing sweet memories

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

Running out of topics of
Well I drop it in the because rocking's my occupation
I do it remarkably, up a leaf
And possibly you could me
Tap into chi
Utilize memory
To help you see clearly, get back to me
Actually, new under the sun
So life be stressing me
My is 'bringing back sweet memories'
Like the that are woven in the fabric of my consciousness
cities where making 21's a big accomplishment
Like when my understood their prominence
And my past life visions of the
Like the first I saw krs live, rockin' it
I resurrection by common sense
in my psyche
I chose my like spike lee
To speak my life through mics, and I never take it
It might be something you did to bring you down when you high
But karma's a bitch, you steady asking god why
Like my parents first split up
Yo, I was
Seems like some years was together for the sake of the children
And I them for that
I don't know if they saw
So I'mma say it, and convey it when the play it (3x)

Bringing back memories

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