Luyện nghe bài hát Memories on 47th St.

Memories,

Oh
I am the first son of Betsy and Mensah
Made and made a legend, Woodlawn and 47th
outside my window, drug deals out by the Citgo
But mama always made sure the tooth found my pillow
My pops was always workin', he put the family
Chicago Saturdays in the park and Sundays at
Kept me off the corner where Stones and GDs was warrin'
And Kings and BDs and VLs all had of bein' Jordan
Even dope fiends was scorin', swish, be like Mike
Shootin' through that baseline in their veins tryna reach that
I was a little rockstar, dressed up like Jimi
In Hyde park in the good part in the hood like engines
Teachers see my vision, had me in IEPs
Kicked out of kindergarten, they didn't know I was me
Tattooed my tears, my story in my skin
Because as a boy I always knew I'd be the man

In my (In my dreams)
I saw it in my (yeah)
The city will be mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all

On street (yeah)
got me high
One day it be mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine

At age 12 I learned the between white and black
Police me off of my bike, I landed on my back
Back to reality, oops, a victim of
Where they pull you down and keep you
on how you keep your hair
Now fuck 'em up and bumpin nothin' but NWA
Smokin' a 7 or an 8th, way 7th grade
My classmates yay
Sebastian got me high that first
In the back of an abandoned by Webster Place
feel my face
Sprayin' paint to see my name on trains, try not to a case
Age 13 at Cam granny house, watchin' him up the Ace
He took the needle out and waved it in my
If I ain't that boy, "Be easy, dog," I coulda died of AIDS
I realizin' my talents 'bout the time I was 15
Tryna over the world like Pinky and the Brain
Sellin' kush and stains, still in True Religion jeans
16, I was shinin' just like a Stanley scene
Sneakin' Lollapalooza, I fell off of that bridge
15,000 volts went through my elbow, fell 30 feet
The doctor said I should be dead, still and still ain't scared
In the hospital bed, writin' these rhymes in my

In my (In my dreams)
I saw it in my (yeah)
The will be mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine

On street (yeah)
got me high
One day it be mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine

In a land of desperation we often to self medication as a coping mechanism.
Some make a living as hood pharmacists some just inhale to remove them from hell.
I watched from the window of a gated community I grew old enough there was no immunity from allure of the life