Luyện nghe bài hát Memories on 47th St.

Memories,

Oh
I am the first son of and Edward Mensah
Made and made a legend, Woodlawn and 47th
Gunshots my window, drug deals out by the Citgo
But mama always sure the tooth fairy found my pillow
My pops was workin', he put the family first
Chicago Saturdays in the park and Sundays at
Kept me from off the corner where Stones and GDs was
And Kings and BDs and VLs all had dreams of bein'
Even fiends was scorin', swish, tryna be like Mike
Shootin' through that baseline in their veins tryna reach that
I was a little rockstar, dressed up Jimi Hendrix
In Hyde park in the good part in the hood like engines
Teachers didn't see my vision, had me in
out of kindergarten, they didn't know that 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 will be 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

At age 12 I learned the between white and black
pulled 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
Dependin' on how you keep hair
Now it's fuck 'em up and bumpin but NWA
a 7 or an 8th, way before 7th grade
My sellin' yay
Sebastian got me high first time
In the back of an abandoned truck by Place
Couldn't feel my
Sprayin' paint to see my name on trains, try not to catch a
Age 13 at Cam house, watchin' him shoot up the Ace
He the needle out and waved it in my face
If I tell that boy, "Be easy, dog," I coulda died of AIDS
I started realizin' my 'bout the time I was 15
Tryna over the world like Pinky and the Brain
Sellin' kush and hittin' stains, still in True Religion
16, I was shinin' just like a Stanley Kubrick
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 alive and ain't scared
In the hospital bed, these 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 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 while some just inhale to remove them from hell.
I watched from the window of a gated community until I grew old enough there was no immunity from allure of the