Luyện nghe bài hát Reminisce

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(*-This song is on SPM's album, but SPM isn't on it, Rasheed)

First
This got my brain burnin',

as the World turnin',
Concernin' the truth, I as a youth,
Mommy Daddy while I'm developin' in the stomach,
While he punchin' I'm it comin' I feel the Mama hummin,
Numbin' the brain, cocaine flowin' my veins,
I guess that's the reason for the natural up on my shoulder,
Born addicted and picked it up in pleasure and pain,
My children me from growin' colder and growin' bolder,
I the block and think about when I was on lock,
So many soldiers life up in the prison system,
Then got my glock and put it back up in the box,
I miss 'em, as I'm floatin' to yesterday,
I sure would kiss 'em, if I see my 'G' again today,
A eyes couldn't list 'em, so I reminisce them,
But now I'm up in the studio, my nigga Ro,
Fat G's, big T, reminisce 'em 'G'

Time and Time again, as I up the pen,

As my thoughts emerge, are those words,
Time and Time again, as I up the pen,

Verse:
As my thoughts emerge, these are those

I to ride trains from Philly, to New York State,
But now I'm on planes from Cali to Texas with plates,
Hanh, even so though, I I could go back,
"Rapper's Delight", Marvin Gaye,
Granny sittin' while I'm rocks, on the railroad tracks,
During that time, my and Father, was out the way,
Damn, and now that I about it,
We all been to jail, plus my say "She'd never doubt it",
SCHOOL, what a I was,
Skippin' for the fun to run from the fuzz,
'85, '86, crack was the crucifix,
mix, another level of the Devil's tricks,
Fifteen on the gotta make my green,
my weight by any means,
Learnin' my way by schemes,
Cream, Cash Rules Everything Me,
But I learned not to hound the money, but let the hound me,

Third

Ninety-Nine,
Here I be, G,
Was the boy, cuttin' and breakin' rules,
At the of the century, destined for death eventually,
But now I'm the father makin' sure, my go to school,
beautiful, but then again it's funny,
Back in the day, somebody told me life was about bitches and money,
Damn dummies, so many,
to watch Tom & Jerry,
Not about Mr. Kenny,
L.A. Riots, to Rodney King,
riots, Martin Luther King,
But ten years later I'm doin' the thing again my friend,
Vince is the in the pen, got 'em backed in,
at my sin deep in his eyes
Rivisty headed is the that my family lives, deeply embedded
I to wait, watchin' this,
And us
I'm hopin' ten years down the line, my daughter or reminisce,