Memories On 47th St. (Explicit)
Vic Mensa"Memories On 47th St. (Explicit)" ist ein Song von Vic Mensa, 2017, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:57, 63 lines / 559 words.
Songtext
0:00Memories On 47th St. (第47大街上的回忆) (Explicit) - Vic Mensa
0:00Memories memories
0:15Oh
0:19I am the first son of Betsy and Edward Mensah
0:23Made love and made a legend Woodlawn and 47th
0:27Gunshots outside my window drug deals out by the Citgo
0:31But mama always made sure the tooth fairy found my pillow
0:35My pops was always working he put the family first
0:39Chicago Saturdays in the park and Sundays at church
0:43Kept me from off the corner where Stones and GDs was warring
0:46And Kings and BDs and VLs all had dreams of being Jordan
0:50Even d**e fiends was scoring swish tryna be like Mike
0:54Shooting through that baseline in their veins tryna reach that height
0:58I was a little rockstar dressed up like Jimi Hendrix
1:02In Hyde Park in the good part in the hood like Hemi engines
1:06Teachers didn't see my vision had me in IEPs
1:10Kicked out of kindergarten they didn't know that I was me
1:14Tattooed my tears wrote my story in my skin
1:17Because even as a boy I always knew I'd be the man
1:21In my dreams in my dreams
1:24I saw it in my sleep yeah
1:28The city will be mine all mine all mine all mine all mine all mine
1:37Memories
1:40On 47th street yeah
1:44One day it will be mine all mine all mine all mine all mine
1:48All mine
1:53At age 12 I learned the difference between white and black
1:57Police pulled me off of my bike I landed on my back
2:01Back to reality oops a victim of gravity
2:04Where they pull you down and keep you there
2:07Depending on how you keep your hair
2:08Now it's f** k 'em up and bumping nothing but NWA
2:12Smoking a 7 or an 8th way before 7th grade
2:16My classmates selling yay
2:18Sebastian got me high that first time
2:20In the back of an abandoned truck by Webster place
2:23Couldn't feel my face
2:25Spraying paint to see my name on trains try not to catch a case
2:29Age 13 at s granny house watching him shoot up the ace
2:32He took the needle out and waved it in my face
2:35If I ain't tell that boy be easy dog
2:38I coulda died of AIDs
2:39I started realizing my talents about the time I was 15
2:43Tryna take over the world like pinky and the brain
2:47Selling kush and hitting stains still in true religion jeans
2:5116 I was shining just like a Stanley Kubrick scene
2:55Sneaking into Lollapalooza I fell off of that bridge
2:5915000 volts went through my elbow fell over 30 feet
3:03The doctor said I should be dead still alive and still ain't scared
3:07In the hospital bed writing these rhymes in my head
3:10In my dreams in my dreams
3:14I saw it in my sleep yeah
3:17The city will be mine all mine all mine all mine all mine
3:22All mine
3:26Memories
3:29On 47th street yeah
3:33One day it will be mine all mine all mine all mine
3:37All mine all mine
3:43In a land of desperation we often turn to self medication as a coping mechanism
3:48Some make a living as hood pharmacists
3:50While some just inhale to remove them from h**l
3:54I watched from the window of a gated community until I grew old enough
3:57There was no immunity from allure of the life
Memories On 47th St. (第47大街上的回忆) (Explicit) - Vic Mensa Memories memories Oh I am the first son of Betsy and Edward Mensah Made love and made a legend Woodlawn and 47th Gunshots outside my window drug deals out by the Citgo But mama always made sure the tooth fairy found my pillow My pops was always working he put the family first Chicago Saturdays in the park and Sundays at church Kept me from off the corner where Stones and GDs was warring And Kings and BDs and VLs all had dreams of being Jordan Even d**e fiends was scoring swish tryna be like Mike Shooting through that baseline in their veins tryna reach that height I was a little rockstar dressed up like Jimi Hendrix In Hyde Park in the good part in the hood like Hemi engines Teachers didn't see my vision had me in IEPs Kicked out of kindergarten they didn't know that I was me Tattooed my tears wrote my story in my skin Because even as a boy I always knew I'd be the man In my dreams in my dreams I saw it in my sleep yeah The city will be mine all mine all mine all mine all mine all mine Memories On 47th street yeah One day it will be mine all mine all mine all mine all mine All mine At age 12 I learned the difference between white and black Police pulled me off of my bike I landed on my back Back to reality oops a victim of gravity Where they pull you down and keep you there Depending on how you keep your hair Now it's f** k 'em up and bumping nothing but NWA Smoking a 7 or an 8th way before 7th grade My classmates selling yay Sebastian got me high that first time In the back of an abandoned truck by Webster place Couldn't feel my face Spraying paint to see my name on trains try not to catch a case Age 13 at s granny house watching him shoot up the ace He took the needle out and waved it in my face If I ain't tell that boy be easy dog I coulda died of AIDs I started realizing my talents about the time I was 15 Tryna take over the world like pinky and the brain Selling kush and hitting stains still in true religion jeans 16 I was shining just like a Stanley Kubrick scene Sneaking into Lollapalooza I fell off of that bridge 15000 volts went through my elbow fell over 30 feet The doctor said I should be dead still alive and still ain't scared In the hospital bed writing these rhymes in my head In my dreams in my dreams I saw it in my sleep yeah The city will be mine all mine all mine all mine all mine All mine Memories On 47th street yeah One day it will be mine all mine all mine all mine All mine all mine In a land of desperation we often turn to self medication as a coping mechanism Some make a living as hood pharmacists While some just inhale to remove them from h**l I watched from the window of a gated community until I grew old enough There was no immunity from allure of the life
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