I Remember, i remember (pt.2)
I remember, I remember when it comes to the season of fall
The beginning of society to once again start rolling that ball
I remember, I remember when I was young and having my kind of fun
Unbeknownst to me the kind of mayhem and chaos that would be in the horizon
I remember, I remember back in the day when I would run around and play
Not knowing where all that fun would ever come back to stay
I remember, I remember how old-school music would flow right through my body
Now I feel like most of the music today is for all the wrong type of parties
I remember, I remember growing up in the Dino with no care in the world
Now I’m afraid of what is to aspire with all this fear in the world
But with these memories I can bring back with some smooth ol’ shit
iPhone now on deck, Pandora & iTunes fully equipped
Oh let these beats take me away to back in the day
Just like the real homie, Ahmad would once say
Sure it was a while back ago but I still crave those times
Oh how I remember, I remember when youth, music, and sounds would keep my world fine…
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