Memories

As I sit in my silver stack thinking about way back
Even before I started blazing the chronic sack
I was a go wild unfocused troublesome kid
Looking up to all the gangsters and the s**t they did
I was at unimpressionable age through a faze
An unmentionable stage deranged full of rage
Walking through life in a haze with dark clouds
Hanging over my head being wicked and loud
And sometimes those demons haunt me and taunt me
Follow me pursue me confuse me they want me
They come at me from all angles and dangles
Memories in front of me but I wont run away
I put the gun away but sometimes my hand ditches
But I don't want to get locked away cause I whack b*tches
I left those ways back in the old days
So go away I don't got no time to throw away
Memories they haunt me
They follow me to the day I die
Memories they haunt me
They follow me to the day I die
I got my education on the streets
And I learned how to spit rhymes out with or without beats
To say whatever I went through or going through
Tripping off people who acting like they been knowin' you
Learn how some of these record companies be holdin' you
Attaching an image in the end controllin' you
But we set out to set ourselves apart
And let these people know just what they had from the start
It's like Ghostface said we studied our art form
We turned the mike on and spit a f*cking dark storm
People slept on me and doubted my skill level
But I'm tenacious and I got a strong will level
You been introduced to some of the real rebels
Injected with venom from God to kill devils
Memories they haunt me
They follow me to the day I die
Memories they haunt me
They follow me to the day I die