Luyện nghe bài hát Memories on 47th St.

Memories,

Oh
I am the first son of and Edward Mensah
Made love and made a legend, Woodlawn and
outside my window, drug deals out by the Citgo
But mama always made sure the tooth fairy my pillow
My was always workin', he put the family first
Chicago Saturdays in the park and at church
me from 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, tryna be like
Shootin' through that baseline in their veins tryna reach height
I was a little rockstar, dressed up like Hendrix
In Hyde park in the good part in the like Hemi engines
Teachers didn't see my vision, had me in
Kicked out of kindergarten, they didn't that I was me
Tattooed my tears, my story in my skin
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 of gravity
Where they pull you down and keep you
Dependin' on how you keep hair
Now it's fuck 'em up and bumpin but NWA
Smokin' a 7 or an 8th, way before 7th
My classmates yay
Sebastian got me high that time
In the of an abandoned truck by Webster Place
Couldn't my face
Sprayin' paint to see my on trains, try not to catch a case
Age 13 at Cam granny house, him shoot up the Ace
He took the out and waved it in my face
If I ain't tell that boy, "Be easy, dog," I died of AIDS
I started my talents 'bout the time I was 15
Tryna over the world like Pinky and the Brain
kush and hittin' stains, still in True Religion jeans
16, I was just like a Stanley Kubrick scene
Sneakin' into Lollapalooza, I fell off of that
15,000 volts went through my elbow, fell 30 feet
The doctor said I should be dead, still alive and still ain't
In the bed, writin' these rhymes in my head

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 mine, all

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

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 remove them hell.
I watched from the of a gated community until I grew old enough there was no immunity from allure of the life