Luyện nghe bài hát Memories on 47th St.

Memories,

Oh
I am the son of Betsy and Edward Mensah
love and made a legend, Woodlawn and 47th
Gunshots outside my window, drug deals out by the
But mama always sure the tooth fairy found my pillow
My pops was always workin', he put the family
Chicago in the park and Sundays at church
me from off the corner where Stones and GDs was warrin'
And Kings and BDs and VLs all had dreams of Jordan
Even fiends was scorin', swish, tryna be like Mike
Shootin' through that baseline in their veins reach that height
I was a rockstar, dressed up like Jimi Hendrix
In Hyde park in the part in the hood 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
Because even as a boy I knew I'd be the man

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

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 white and black
Police pulled me off of my bike, I on my back
Back to reality, oops, a of gravity
Where they you down and keep you there
Dependin' on how you your hair
Now it's fuck 'em up and nothin' but NWA
Smokin' a 7 or an 8th, way before 7th
My sellin' yay
Sebastian got me that first time
In the back of an abandoned by Webster Place
feel my face
Sprayin' to see my name on trains, try not to catch a case
Age 13 at Cam granny house, 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 died of AIDS
I started realizin' my 'bout the time I was 15
Tryna take over the world like Pinky and the
Sellin' kush and hittin' stains, still in True jeans
16, I was shinin' just like a Kubrick scene
into Lollapalooza, I fell off of that bridge
15,000 volts went my elbow, fell over 30 feet
The doctor said I should be dead, still alive and still ain't
In the hospital bed, writin' rhymes in my head

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 turn to medication as a coping mechanism.
Some make a living as hood pharmacists while some just inhale to 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