Luyện nghe bài hát Memories on 47th St.

Memories,

Oh
I am the first son of Betsy and Edward
love and made a legend, Woodlawn and 47th
Gunshots outside my window, drug deals out by the
But always made sure the tooth fairy found my pillow
My was always workin', he put the family first
Chicago Saturdays in the park and Sundays at
Kept me from off the corner where and GDs was warrin'
And Kings and BDs and VLs all had of bein' Jordan
Even dope fiends was scorin', swish, tryna be like
Shootin' through that baseline in their veins tryna reach that
I was a rockstar, dressed up like Jimi Hendrix
In Hyde park in the good part in the like Hemi engines
didn't see my vision, had me in IEPs
Kicked out of kindergarten, they didn't know I was me
Tattooed my tears, wrote my story in my
even 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 47th (yeah)
Sebastian got me
One day it be mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine

At age 12 I learned the difference between white and
pulled me off of my bike, I landed on my back
Back to reality, oops, a victim of
Where pull you down and keep you there
Dependin' on how you keep your
Now it's 'em up and bumpin nothin' but NWA
Smokin' a 7 or an 8th, way before 7th
My sellin' yay
got me high that first time
In the back of an abandoned by Webster Place
Couldn't my face
Sprayin' paint to see my on trains, try not to catch a case
Age 13 at Cam house, watchin' him shoot up the Ace
He the needle out and waved it in my face
If I ain't tell that boy, "Be easy, dog," I coulda of AIDS
I started realizin' my talents the time I was 15
take over the world like Pinky and the Brain
Sellin' kush and hittin' stains, in True Religion jeans
16, I was shinin' just a Stanley Kubrick scene
into Lollapalooza, I fell off of that bridge
15,000 volts through my elbow, fell over 30 feet
The doctor I should be dead, still alive and still ain't scared
In the bed, writin' these rhymes in my head

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

On 47th (yeah)
Sebastian got me
One day it will be mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all

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