Luyện nghe bài hát Memories on 47th St.

Memories,

Oh
I am the first son of Betsy and Mensah
Made love and a legend, Woodlawn and 47th
Gunshots outside my window, deals out by the Citgo
But mama made sure the tooth fairy found my pillow
My was always workin', he put the family first
Chicago in the park and Sundays at church
Kept me from off the corner Stones and GDs was warrin'
And and BDs and VLs all had dreams of bein' Jordan
Even dope fiends was scorin', swish, tryna be Mike
Shootin' through that baseline in their veins tryna that height
I was a little rockstar, dressed up like Hendrix
In Hyde park in the good in the hood like Hemi engines
didn't see my vision, had me in IEPs
Kicked out of kindergarten, they know that I was me
Tattooed my tears, my story in my skin
Because even as a boy I always 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)
Sebastian got me
One day it will be mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all

At age 12 I learned the difference between white and
Police pulled me off of my bike, I landed on my
Back to reality, oops, a of gravity
Where they pull you down and you there
Dependin' on how you your hair
Now it's fuck 'em up and bumpin but NWA
a 7 or an 8th, way before 7th grade
My sellin' yay
got me high that first time
In the back of an abandoned by Webster Place
feel my face
Sprayin' paint to see my name on trains, try not to catch a
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 coulda of AIDS
I realizin' my talents 'bout the time I was 15
Tryna take the world like Pinky and the Brain
Sellin' kush and hittin' stains, still in True Religion
16, I was shinin' just like a Kubrick scene
Sneakin' into Lollapalooza, I off of that bridge
15,000 volts went through my elbow, fell 30 feet
The doctor said I should be dead, alive and still ain't scared
In the hospital bed, writin' 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 street (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 self as a coping mechanism.
make a living as hood pharmacists while 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