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 music and everything ever done

Bringing sweet memories

Life, living in flatbush and going to house
Red lights, bumping, life is what you make it, then
In my lifetime, done too many things
Better than your first son put his sentences together
Yo, it kinda me think of way back when
I was the portrait of the as a young man
All them teenage of rapping
rhymes on napkins
Was visualization
Making this shit happen
like something come through me
That just consume me
Speaking the voices of the spirits speaking to me
I think in the day, I absorbed everything like a sponge
a plunge into my past to share with my son

Bringing back memories

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

Running out of topics of
Well I drop it in the pocket because my occupation
I do it remarkably, up a leaf
And possibly you could me
Tap into chi
your memory
To you see clearly, then get back to me
Actually, nothing's new the sun
So when life be me
My is 'bringing back sweet memories'
Like the faces that are woven in the 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 heard resurrection by sense
in my psyche
I my direction like spike lee
To my life 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
when my parents first split up
Yo, I was
Seems like some years they was together for the sake of the
And I love them for
I don't if they saw that
So say it, and convey it when the world play it (3x)

Bringing back memories

Like black is beautiful, names from the
Let me tap your energy
Fields of dreams my property
When I reach my like a prophecy
when I 'm 'bringing back sweet memories'
I got into my mind, see I got a treasury
That float through my head a sweet melody
you telling me
Reflection is a collection of
Definitely this is how hiphop was to be
Eventually, I knew I'd run into
It was only a matter of like centuries
Check the recipe or technique to how it sound so
I freak with power, my man speak with beats
If I could it in new york, I figured anywhere I'd make it
Came to linked with 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, back to the crib
And hit the
Yeah, year 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 hear this, I'll be basking in sun
wow!
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