Sunspot Jonz, Talib Kweli - Memories lyrics
[Sunspot Jonz, Talib Kweli - Memories lyrics]
Yo we don't stop, who's in the spot right now
(Ayo it's Talib Kweli rocking
With Sunspot Jonz man)
(Lobster Ramen nigga, yeah)
Let's take it back to the old school
Let's take it to Union Square
Let's take it back to the old school
Wave your hands like you just don't care
Yeah
I was raised in crack era Brooklyn
I can recognize the smell of
Crack when It's cookin'
Man, I used to play hooky
And dancing was jukin'
Back when ratchet was a gun and
A knife was for the juxxin'
A severe lack of funds got 'em
Masking up like the villain
I was in cyphers killing
Trust them niggas couldn't touch me but
They had to feel it not yet a butterfly
I was still a caterpillar ready to fly
Got beautiful memories of
Mobbing like Genevieve
Critical how the leave in this
Lyrical den of thieves, please
Took a Greyhound to California
Hit the good life Cafe, where the legends was
Styling on 'em Nonstop rhyming
Since Top Ramen
So start climbing now 'Cause the
Future is not promised
So fond of these beautiful memories
Unusual energies
A Stand up dude, ain't never bending my knees
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Let's take this way back to Oakland
Let's take this to Durant square
Sunspot and Talib Kweli
Put your hands in the fucking air yeah
These memories they just sent me on way back
Raised up in Oakland
The dope and the Cadillacs
Raised by a hustler, hustling, bring it back
Customers to a substance deep
Up in the track, yeah
Losing homies to violence all over bitches
Just another day
Oh the jealousy how it gets us
I ain't collared with the drama, dishonor
It's only love hit the barbershop, foothill
Grazed at Golden Cuts
At the Eastmont Mall, TWauz, I loved it all
Took the stream around the world
No radio play at all
Just believing in this hunger
Boy wonder would never crawl
Made the underground scene from nothing
Nothing at all Black Panther soul with flow
This is the O mystik Journeymen
The Legends you already know
Years ago met Talib when he
Crashed at my crib
After that Greyhound ride showed
Him Telegraph rich
Underground life yeah we did it
Independent, just like I love my women
We collecting these chips
Classics shoulda had Mos Def and Luck on this
This that Blackstar, Legend, underground shit
And we was doing this at
Broke as SummerJam live
And it was just hype still at maritime
Damn that would be a great memory
(Make the best memories ever, underground
Underground)
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
(Make the best memories
Ever, underground, underground, underground)
(Ayo it's Talib Kweli rocking
With Sunspot Jonz man)
(Lobster Ramen nigga, yeah)
Let's take it back to the old school
Let's take it to Union Square
Let's take it back to the old school
Wave your hands like you just don't care
Yeah
I was raised in crack era Brooklyn
I can recognize the smell of
Crack when It's cookin'
Man, I used to play hooky
And dancing was jukin'
Back when ratchet was a gun and
A knife was for the juxxin'
A severe lack of funds got 'em
Masking up like the villain
I was in cyphers killing
Trust them niggas couldn't touch me but
They had to feel it not yet a butterfly
I was still a caterpillar ready to fly
Got beautiful memories of
Mobbing like Genevieve
Critical how the leave in this
Lyrical den of thieves, please
Took a Greyhound to California
Hit the good life Cafe, where the legends was
Styling on 'em Nonstop rhyming
Since Top Ramen
So start climbing now 'Cause the
Future is not promised
So fond of these beautiful memories
Unusual energies
A Stand up dude, ain't never bending my knees
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Let's take this way back to Oakland
Let's take this to Durant square
Sunspot and Talib Kweli
Put your hands in the fucking air yeah
These memories they just sent me on way back
Raised up in Oakland
The dope and the Cadillacs
Raised by a hustler, hustling, bring it back
Customers to a substance deep
Up in the track, yeah
Losing homies to violence all over bitches
Just another day
Oh the jealousy how it gets us
I ain't collared with the drama, dishonor
It's only love hit the barbershop, foothill
Grazed at Golden Cuts
At the Eastmont Mall, TWauz, I loved it all
Took the stream around the world
No radio play at all
Just believing in this hunger
Boy wonder would never crawl
Made the underground scene from nothing
Nothing at all Black Panther soul with flow
This is the O mystik Journeymen
The Legends you already know
Years ago met Talib when he
Crashed at my crib
After that Greyhound ride showed
Him Telegraph rich
Underground life yeah we did it
Independent, just like I love my women
We collecting these chips
Classics shoulda had Mos Def and Luck on this
This that Blackstar, Legend, underground shit
And we was doing this at
Broke as SummerJam live
And it was just hype still at maritime
Damn that would be a great memory
(Make the best memories ever, underground
Underground)
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
(Make the best memories
Ever, underground, underground, underground)