Equipto I Remember текст песни, слова песни I Remember Equipto
Equipto - I Remember
I remember, I remembered, I remembered I remembered.
Life is beautiful but it's crazy; just like a woman it is what they made me. I remember... we lost when we played this game it's safe to say that's how we all became this way.
I was a dougie fresh kid all the way to heaven big daddy Kane the raine no half-steppin around eleven I was down for the cause, religious with it, like praying to the hip-hop gods. And meanwhile my dad always took me to jazz shows I met Bobby Hutch, McCoy Ty, and Max Roach. At an age so tender Jackie McLean said "do your thing", I remember. Keep your faith before a hard-knock watching my pops and he do it because he love the music deep in his heart. And I saw all the years the blood, sweat and tears he had to sacrifice to put it in your ear. Now things is clear and I see that I'm blessed and what separates me from the rest is a thin line and weigh more than a rhyme and you can see it in my work it's taking over my life. It's like a roll of the dice with all the odds against me, they never thought I could be a successful MC. Though I seem crazy, I remember momma saying "dream baby". The love she gave me to raise me right, the please to change me just made me cry like I was living a lie. Yet I felt this deep inside, no motives, no purpose, no reasons why. On a path with angels get lost in anger, too mad to find the answers. Dear lord prepare me for what I'm gonna see, one of my homies and he dyin' right in front of me. I remember, all I heard was broken glass. So much pain as these moments pass. Drove him fast to the hospital my soul would weaken, his eyes close and I was just hopin' he's sleepin'. Thinking in my heart like he's going to survive and he laugh and chop it up about this nicer times. And I'm thinking like hey "it was only one gunshot" knowing you'd be pissed because it messed up your jump shot. Straight to emergency and things got worse. They tried to wake you up and I cursed at the nurse. Cops and investigators acting like assholes, treating me like I'm the one who blast Joe. And honestly I wasn't caring. All I could think about was telling Joe's parents. Tell a mom her only son was dead, and you the only one close enough to share the experience. I'm scared in my heart, not really prepared, but I deal with it 'cause I was there.
Yeah. I remember.
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