MEMORIES

As sit in my silver step thinking about way back Even before I started blazing the chronic sack I was a young wild unfocused troublesome kid Looking up to all the gangsters and the shit they did I was at an impressionable age through a phase An unmentionable stage the rage full of rage Walking through life in a haze with dark clouds Hanging over my head being wicked and loud And sometimes those demons haunt me and taunt me Follow me pursue me confuse me they want me They come at from all angles and dangles Memories in front of me but I won't run away I put the gun away but sometimes my hand itches But I don't want to get locked away cause of wack bitches I left those ways back in the old days So go away I don't got no time to throw away Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die And we fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die Got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive I got my education on the streets And I learned how to spit rhymes over rhythms with dope beats To say whatever I went through or going through Tripping off people who acting like they been knowing you Learned how some of these record companies be hoeing you Attaching an image in the end controlling you But we set out to set ourselves apart And let these people know just what they had from the start It's like Ghostface said we studied our art form We turned the mic on and spit a fucking dart storm People slept on me and doubted my skill level But I'm tenacious and I got strong will level You're been introduced to some of the real rebels Injected with venom from God to kill devils Uh Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die And we fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die Got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die And we fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die Got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive I remember my days as a youth Teenage gangsters with something to prove See my enemies and we creep and we swoop Catch they ass slipping and we dump on they crew Just having fun a bunch of crazy kids Never thought about no prison bids Got gangsters serving twenty-five to life Never see they kids or fuck they wife But that's the game and the shit don't change Get respect first smoke them brains You get a name and you build a rep You courting fools coming in your set Before you know we're having fun Slanging dope packing guns Leaving mad traces of blasting in faces I got a hundred years from all my fucking cases Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die And we fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die Got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die And we fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive Memories they haunt me They follow me till the day I die Got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive