Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Memories , by - Mac. Release date: 20.07.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Memories |
| I know the whole world is full of a |
| Bunch of thug niggas and thug figures |
| The whole world is based upon young niggas |
| Comin' up in the ghetto, in the streets |
| You now what I’m sayin' |
| I’m sittin' here reminiscin' about the past |
| Just want to let ya’ll motherfuckers know |
| What a nigga went through and how a nigga |
| Became who the fuck he is |
| You know what I’m sayin', check it out |
| Motherfuckin' memories, as a youngster |
| Just another thug nigga with thug figures |
| Motherfuckin' memories, as a youngster |
| Just another thug nigga with thug figures |
| I remember way back to my project days |
| A little dirty motherfucker daydreamin' 'bout a pair of J’s |
| Left alone in this world of crime |
| Five kids no daddy and my big brother doin' time |
| Now what the fuck I’m I supposed to do |
| I said, give it up to the niggas with the smaller crew |
| I guess this thug shit is in my blood |
| Started smokin' weed, got my first hit from my nigga 'cuz |
| Me and my bitch we used to cut classes |
| And me Silk caught our first charges, grand theft and trespassin' |
| I never thought that I would make it out the ghetto |
| A young nigga livin' like the motherfuckin' good fellas |
| I wear gun like it was part of my clothes |
| With them rocks in my socks, got me runnin' from the po po |
| From the block to the motherfuckin' penitentiaries |
| I’m reminiscin' about my |
| Motherfuckin' memories, as a youngster |
| Just another thug nigga with thug figures |
| Motherfuckin' memories, as a youngster |
| Just another thug nigga with thug figures |
| I remember Mac, the neighborhood nigga who rapped |
| (Who?) |
| Little skinny motherfucker got punched and slapped |
| Little timid motherfucker never had an older brother |
| Alone in the street I learned rules of the ghetto |
| I was scared to die |
| Junior high runnin' from them niggas on that other side |
| Who was openin' fire, couldn’t tell mom’s, I couldn’t tell pop’s |
| That was the very night, I became shell shocked paranoid |
| I used to steal and borrow |
| You gotta respect how I sport the same outfit today and tomorrow |
| Hand me downs in my closet, roaches in my bed |
| I couldn’t sleep too hard 'cause one might crawl up in my head |
| Went to school for the fool, fuck a teacher |
| Mama gave her last 20 dollars to the preacher |
| Rap wasn’t payin' the bills and that’s real |
| Now I scream, murder, murder, kill, kill nigga |
| Motherfuckin' memories, as a youngster |
| Just another thug nigga with thug figures |
| Motherfuckin' memories, as a youngster |
| Just another thug nigga with thug figures |
| Motherfuckin' memories, as a youngster |
| Just another thug nigga with thug figures |
| Motherfuckin' memories, as a youngster |
| Just another thug nigga with thug figures |