Nature - Remember Lyrics
"yo nate, shit is crazy, I shook hands with mad dead niggas yo, all theNiggas that used to be on the block, ill will, marty, black ed, yo son,Mad niggas is gone, rest in peace though."Verse 1:Fifty-two blocks, gazelle framesBald heads and heavy chainsSomehow caught in the gameBack in 83, before cable tvWhen these so called thug niggas played in the streetI used to hear the storiesLive niggas here before meLike the rich porters, the fat cats, the paulysOutlaw league, from the street to the penEyes glossy, niggas only speak when they bentOff the perfect mixtureForcin down herbs and liquorOnly hot slugs ll hurt ya quickerThink it out and elevate, I gave years to the stateAs a 92-r-7478, it set me straightThe changing of a stubborn catThe one that used to hustle on the block mad hard and loved to rapIn goose down coats and wool hats, the youth in meI guess life on the streets aint what it used to be.ChorusI remember! (echo)When niggas used to live it up, live it upFlashin dough all nightI remember! (echo)When niggas didnt give a *****, gettin drunkShootin guns all night.Verse 2:Straight shots of hen with no chaserMo paper, stubborn, hard headed like joe frazierThe gremlins, the pack that I come withKeep gats by the stomachAct up and stack hundredsNiggas dont want it, see me I be the ring leader, lion tamerDo the bankhead and macarenaA black entertainer, bottom lineYall niggas know who got the hottest rhymesFace it, I got the whole globe on some nate shitStraight from the corners to the covers of the latest rap pagesTurn the projects to black vegasDon kingin niggas, make em sign blank papersIts the american way, do my enemies pray or is it just me?Hustlin, hopin the fiends trust meTalkin to us, hold up, let me walk you through thisWannabe pimps, hoes, often shootersNiggas need to know what the truth is***** the sarcasmI miss my nigga mark but God has emWhen I see his flics I start spazzinI learned to let it goBut I guess livin this life a nigga never know.ChorusVerse 3:I used to love starters, thug garmentsBoppin into spofford, r.o.r. on drug chargesWritin on walls, florescent markers and krylonSavin my loot to buy a firearmBroken safety, borough hall and jay streetHopped the train not knowin that a fall awaits meProblems came when I started slinginLate night I hear revolvers ringinThe echos cause cops to start rodney kinginMany riots, is there any silence?Everybody sipped henny, hustled with many clientsGrowin up on the same block my pops was raisedRocked waves, blend tapes playin on hot daysBrought the speakers outPolice made us put the wrieffer outPeep it, I was too young to leave the houseIm tryin to see the world, runnin the streets without a careI remember it well cause I was there.Chorus
