Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reminisce, artist - Bilal. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Reminisce |
| Just when I think that I’ve forgot you |
| I hear that thug that we used to rock to Just When I think I’m gettin’on without you |
| Somebody Passed and asked me about you |
| Was in the back of the cab the other day |
| Swear to God I saw you walking passed the other way |
| My heart rushed, my face flushed |
| Tell the driver hit the breaks slow the pace up Wait up, It wasn’t you |
| Realised it’s a mirage I was running to Damn, can the affects of Love and time |
| Cause the mind to trick the eye? |
| I wonder how you gettin’by |
| And all the stars still in your eyes |
| But you still just get the five |
| You break the bank to spend the time |
| I reminisce of shifting time, to when you was mine |
| Years ago, in a mist of hallways and sliding doors |
| Missing links of family very obscure |
| Vision of you shine |
| But only for a short time |
| My mistake I didn’t pick up on it till years down the |
| line |
| Here now as I (reminisce) reminisce, will I ever see |
| your face again? |
| (In-fect-ion) |
| Baby as I lay back (reminisce) will I ever see your |
| face again. |
| (In-fect-ion) |
| As I reminisce (fect-ion) |
| as I reminisce (In-fect-ion) |
| (Common) |
| Hold still (uh) |
| The devine has placed us In a small world (yes) |
| And thankfully so (Thank God) |
| Our paths cross once more |
| And to whose surprise but mine |
| Was 14th and 6th was the placed where we combine once |
| more |
| There at the front door of the cornor store you stood. |
| (reminisce) |
| I reminisce Infection |
| (In-fect-ion) |
| as I lay back (reminisce) will I ever see our face |
| again |
| (In-fect-ion) |
| As I reminisce (In-fect-ion) |
| As I reminisce (In-fect-ion) |
| A happy story always ends |
| As it starts |
| But with few exceptions involved |
| We became an item |
| (Me For You) |
| Me for you and |
| (You For Me) |
| You for me |
| (Through Good Times and Bad Times) |
| Good times |
| (Sickness And Health) |
| Sickness and health |
| (Broke ass and richness) |
| Broke ass, and richness, baby we made it work |
| Yes Sir |
| Yo I reminisce over this chick |
| Colder than a soda |
| Princess a soldier |
| Raised in Islamic culture |
| Sexy as the girl on the Jamaica poster |
| Men are over seas where there really don’t be no sistas |
| Brought her on stage as Bilal sang Soul Sista |
| In body parts the blood was thicker |
| Sweet only tryna make sure it ain’t the liquor |
| She was with a nigga come to find out |
| She and Sista backstage, conversation kissed her |
| Made me forget to remember that I pimp the dime |
| Put the pimpin’aside I see Kenya in her eye |
| Our connection lies in a life before |
| For us to meet again was devine law |
| So I can’t describe how deep I dug her |
| Now only in memory can I hug her |
| I reminisce y’all |
| Oh my God |