Letras
Ayy, I used to live on 38th and Rose
A place that holds guns and gangs, pimps and hoes
Addicts and con artists, hypocrites and suspects
Around my house in projects like latex
Ayy, I saw a lot of free shells
Being born in Ida B. Wells
Firearms and violent jargon
Made my family move to Lawless Garden
Over-radicated apartments
But a little shadier than heaven
My father was more alien than Evans
From the day of my conception
I condoned the whole building
How it feel when Uncle Jones owned the building
Ayy, in front of 8051
My cousin broke his leg, a victim of a hit and run
Wicked tongue to my mama tryna battle back still
Run across the street right into a Cadillac grill, yeah
Moments in time are sorta like bricks in your path
Landmarks to reflect on your past, yeah
I reminisce 'til my energy drain
And take a trip down memory lane
Now I'ma say it again
Moments in time are sorta like bricks in your path
Landmarks to reflect on your past, yeah
I reminisce 'til my energy drain
And take a trip down memory lane
Now let me think back (Think back, think back, think back)
Yeah, let me think back (Think back, think back, think back)
Yo, humble with a simple man's heart
And these are my mental landmarks
Think back, think back, think back
Think back, think back, think back
Ayy, 27th and Indiana
A city section many question when they enter
Where I learned self-defense 'cause you gots to
Adolescent, my first love name was Tasha
Hey, I was hip-hop's adopter
In a spot home to adopt lots of mobsters
Where the actors win Oscars
And people in the street can spot the imposters
Moments in time are sorta like bricks in your path
Landmarks to reflect on your past, yeah
I reminisce 'til my energy drain
And take a trip down memory lane
Now I'ma say it again