Chrisette Michele - Can't Forget About You lyrics

There comes a day in your life
When you wanna kick back
Straw hat on the porch when you old perhaps
Wanna gather your thoughts, have a cold one
Brag, to your grandkids on how life is golden
So I'mma light a cigar in
The corridor of the crib
Pictures on the wall of all
The things that I did
All the money and fame, 8 by 10's
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame
Colliding with big names that could've
Made your career stop all that
And your man is still here and I'm still hot
Wow, I need a moment y'all
See I almost felt a tear drop

When was the last time you
Heard a real anthem
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you


Heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me
These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me
Ohh, I'm that history I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about you
(Can't forget about, Can't forget about you)

Can't forget about the old school
Bam, Caz, Melle Mel, flash
Rocksteady spinnin on they back
Can't forget when the first rap
Grammy went to Jazzy, fresh Prince
Fat Boys broke up
Rap hasn't been the same since
So irregular, how it messed you up
When Mr t became a wrestler
Can't forget about Jordan's retirement
The shot Robert Horry hit to win
The game in the finals kid
Some things are forever, some things are not
It's the things we remember that
Gave the world shock
They stay in a place in your mind so snug
Like who the person was with
Whom you first made love

When was the last time you
Heard a real anthem
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you
Heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me
These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me
Ohh, I'm that history I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about you
(Can't forget about, Can't forget about you)
Can't forget about you
(Can't forget about, Can't forget about you)

Unforgettable, unsubmittable, I go by N now
Just one syllable
It's the end cause the game's tired
It's the same vibe
Good Times had right after James died
That's why the gangsta rhymers ain't inspired
Heinous crimes help record sales
More than creative lines
And I don't wanna keep bringing
Up the greater times
But I'm a dreamer nostalgic with
The state of mind
The past the past enough of it, aight then
But nothing gives me chills
Like Douglas and Tyson
Or Mike when his talk was live
Or when he first did the
Moon walk on Motown 25

When was the last time you
Heard a real anthem
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you
Heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me
These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me

That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too