| Life, living in Flatbush and going to house parties
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| Red lights, bumping, life is what you make it, then sorry
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| In my lifetime, ain’t done too many things
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| better than watching your first son put his sentences together
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| Yo, it kinda make me think of way back when
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| I was the portrait of the artist as a young man
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| All them teenage dreams of rapping
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| Writing rhymes on napkins
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| Was really visualization
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| Making this shit actually happen
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| It’s like something come through me That truly just consume me Speaking through the voices of the spirits speaking to me
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| I think back in the day, I absorbed everything like a sponge
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| Took a plunge into my past to share with my son
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| Bringing back sweet memories (3x)
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| Like thoughts out the back of my mind
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| Going back in some time
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| Like when you used to cut and had to go to the back of the line
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| Look back and you find
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| Tracks that make you relax and recline
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| Now cats rap about packing a nine
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| When they lacking divine
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| Inspiration
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| Running out of topics of conversation
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| Well I drop it in the pocket because rocking’s my occupation
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| I do it remarkably, spark up a leaf
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| And possibly you could follow me Tap into your chi
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| Utilize your memory
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| To help you see clearly, then get back to me Actually, nothing’s new under the sun
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| So when life be stressing me My remedy is 'bringing back sweet memories'
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| Like the faces that are woven in the fabric of my consciousness
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| >From cities where making 21's a big accomplishment
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| Like when my people understood their prominence
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| And my past life visions of the continent
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| Like the first time I saw KRS live, rockin’it
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| I heard Resurrection by Common Sense
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| Dominant in my psyche
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| I chose my direction like Spike Lee
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| To speak my life through mics, and I never take it lightly
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| It might be something you did to bring you down when you were high
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| But that karma’s a bitch, you steady asking God why
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| Like when my parents first split up Yo, I was illin'
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| Seems like some years they was together for the sake of the children
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| And I love them for that
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| I don’t know if they saw that
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| So I’ma say it, and convey it when the world play it (3x)
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| Bringing back sweet memories (3x)
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| Like black is beautiful, names from the seventies
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| Let me tap into your energy
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| Fields of dreams become my property
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| When I reach my destiny like a prophecy
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| Especially when I 'm 'bringing back sweet memories'
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| I got deep into my mind, see I got a treasury
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| That float through my head like a sweet melody
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| What you telling me Reflection is a collection of memories
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| Definitely this is how hiphop was meant to be Eventually, I knew I’d run into Hi-Teknology
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| It was only a matter of time like centuries
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| Check the recipe or technique to how it sound so sweet
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| I freak with word power, my man speak with beats
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| If I could make it in New York, I figured anywhere I’d make it Came to Cincinnati linked with Mood, and we did Sacred
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| Hi-Tek beats became my favorite
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| Hussle on the Side was the cut
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| We started to put songs together like 'What!'
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| Travelled the world, came back to the crib
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| And hit the motherland
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| Yeah, this year we put in work and got some other plans
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| In fact, that’s where I’ll take the fam
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| when the Reflection joint is done
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| By the time you hear this, I’ll be basking in African sun
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| Like Wow!
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| We made it We here |