Reminisce

Lyrics

[Intro] Hey [Verse 1] This for my boys gettin' pissed in the park Like we used to do back in the days after dark All rockin' NBA starter caps Get drunk and start askin' where the markers at How class is that? In the class of our own How fast we get stoned when we passin' them cones Gettin' taught lessons if the cops step in "I don't know 'em, it's the first time I met 'em", fuck, y'all Always rough or gettin' roughed up or Gettin' bored 'cause we can't afford any more Drinks from the store and we need weed But wе never seemed to havе the money needed to score I wished I wasn't broke, I always was Still rippin' a dozen cones 'til I'm throwin' up Up 'til three AM in [?] alley First place my rhymes was felt, how we'd say "Without pain you'd get no gain" I ain't shamed about rockin' a Death Row chain Gangsta rap got me, started honin' my skills And now they all know me as Ill And you won't see that chain around my neck anymore But you see me rep mics and I wreck many more Man, it's a trip Come with me as I remember this shit, I reminisce [Verse 2] Yeah, doin' nothin', just stay up late Makin' pipes out o' garden hose and Gatorade As memories start to go and fade away I wish I had've stayed the same but it changed School's gettin' tougher, dudes gettin' harder Gettin' rougher, still, we laughin' at motherfuckers All's we do's get in brawls with crews And evade cops before they withdraw our booze, man All them good old nights In my good old Nikes, ridin' on my good old bike Deliver to your doorstep more fresh weed And bring the heat like the northwest, na'mean The more seemed to reflect, the more it seems Like Notorious BI said, "All dreams" The once true, I ain't front, dude Gonna be a lifetime 'til they're gonna come through, man Lost a few friends, gained a bunch Got some I don't see a couple days a month But when I do come around and say what's up The same boys with the same old love, it stays stuck It may just last for the rest of my days 'Til I'm peace out forever and rest in my grave And you'll be tellin' your grandkids of my skills When you reminisce over Ill, my god [Commentary] My god Yeah, this next track's produced by [?] otherwise known as J-Skub Let's go