Mac - Memories текст песни

C-murder talking:

I know the whole world is full

Of a bunch thug niggas and thug figures

The whole world is based upon young

Niggas coming up in the ghetto, in the streets

You now what Im saying

Im sitting here reminiscing about the past.

Just want to let yall motherfuckers know

What a nigga went through and how a nigga

Became what the fuck he is

You check it out

Chorus: c-murder

Motherfuckin memories, as a youngster

Just another thug nigga with thug figures

Motherfuckin memories, as a youngster

Just another thug nigga with thug figures

[c-murder]

I remember way back in my project days

A little dirty motherfucker dreaming bout a pair of js

Left alone in this world of crime

Five kids no daddy and my big brother doing time

Now what the fuck Im 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 smoking weed, got my first hit from my nigga cuz

Me and my bitch we used to cut classes

And me silkk caught our first charges, grand theft and trespassing

I never thought that I would make it out the ghetto

A young nigga living like the motherfucking goodfellas

I wear gun like it was part of my clothes

With them rocks in my socks, running from the po po

>from the block to the motherfucking penitentiaries

Im reminiscing about my motherfucking memories

Chorus repeat 2x

[mac]

I remember mac, (who? )

The neighborhood nigga who rapped

Little skinny motherfucker used to get 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 running from them niggas on that other side

Who was opening fire

Couldnt tell moms, couldnt tell pops

That was the very night I became shell shocked(wooo)

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 couldnt sleep to 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 wasnt paying the bills

And thats real

Now I scream murder, murder, kill, kill nigga

Chorus repeat 4x