Memories Live

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