DJ Honda ft Mos Def– Travelling man
Memories don’t live like people do
They always remember you
Whether things are good or bad, its just the memories
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Memories don’t live like people do
They always remember you
Whether things are good or bad, its just the memories
You tell your parents that we’re going out
Never to the movies, just straight to my house
It’s time to spend my thrills, custom spinning wheels
I ain’t drove in a week, them b…… spinning still
Talk about me cause these suckas scared to talk about me
Killers talking bout me, it ain’t no talk about me
When people wore pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood
And people were behavin’ like they ought ta good
Actions have reactions, don’t be quick to judge
You may not know the hardships people don’t speak of
It’s best to step back, and observe with couth
For we all must meet our moment of truth
To show you what type of stuff I’m on
You cant puff or sniff it
Because I was born with it
I push a slick Benz, I’m known to hit skins
And get ends and commit sins with sick friends
Look at you now huh cant talk with a gun in your mouth huh?
Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y’all cats know we always play to win
The system break man, child, and women into figures
2 columns for “who is” and “who ain’t niggas”
The feds is watchin’, niggas plottin’ to get me
Will I survive, will I die, come on let’s picture the possibility
I don’t claim to know much, all I really know is we were 17 once actin’ like we were immortals
I’m a travelling man Moving through place, space and time
Got a lot of things I got to do But God willing I’m coming back to you back to you
Fuck ya chinchillas and ya Maybachs
I chill in Champion hoods and take the train tracks
My mother used to read the bible, me?
I studied Organized Konfusion vinyls
How come we don’t even talk no more and you don’t even call no more
We don’t barely keep in touch at all and I don’t even feel the same love when we hug no more
I like em brown, yellow, Puero Rican or Haitian
Name is Phife Dawg from the Zulu Nation
Told you in the jam that We Can Get Down
Now let’s Knock the Boots like the group H-Town