Luyện nghe bài hát Memories on 47th St.

Memories,

Oh
I am the first son of Betsy and Mensah
Made love and made a legend, and 47th
outside 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 in the park and Sundays at church
Kept me from off the corner where Stones and GDs was
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 reach that height
I was a rockstar, dressed up like Jimi Hendrix
In Hyde park in the part in the hood like Hemi engines
Teachers see my vision, had me in IEPs
Kicked out of kindergarten, they didn't that I was me
Tattooed my tears, wrote my story in my
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 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
to reality, oops, a victim of gravity
Where they pull you down and keep you
on how you keep your hair
Now it's fuck 'em up and bumpin but NWA
Smokin' a 7 or an 8th, way before 7th
My sellin' yay
got me high that first time
In the of an abandoned truck by Webster Place
feel 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 took the out and waved it in my face
If I ain't tell boy, "Be easy, dog," I coulda died of AIDS
I started realizin' my 'bout the time I was 15
Tryna take over the world Pinky and the Brain
Sellin' kush and hittin' stains, still in True Religion
16, I was shinin' just like a Stanley scene
Sneakin' into Lollapalooza, I fell off of bridge
15,000 volts went my elbow, fell over 30 feet
The doctor said I should be dead, still alive and ain't scared
In the hospital bed, writin' these rhymes in my

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