Oh oh ohhh Oh oh ohhh Life was simple, Roger was working 'round the clock to make a living, No computers, none of that, he used his two hands, Ignored
lie for everything Or were you ever really listening? You used to talk to God But you gave up Then you really never had enough Or have you lost your memory, memory
the boy I used to be When love was blind I'd let the light back in again And walk you to the tunnel's end I'll be yours and maybe then You'll be mine
mercy Maybe we could try again, put the past behind us and We'd be ready to pretend and say we're sorry I remember how you loved me I remember how good it used
(verse 1) I used to know this woman who had the most beautiful tattoos on the top sides of both of her hands she was forty three years old and as far
that I've got to pull me through is memories of you Memories of you Memories of you Memories of you I'm falling into memories of you, the things we used
it on the greediocracy (greediocracy) Fear of god The fear of change The fear of truth Add the bill of rights, subtract the wrongs There's no answers Memorize
I was you I'm what you used to be, shit you was me in '92 So everytime I write a lyric, I'mma think of you And maybe that will help me know what it
live, it was Snoop, it was Nate, it was I It was Dre, It was Daz and Kurupt, we was high One of my favourite memories Them n-ggas like kin to me When
says you let me down I should be ashamed to take you 'round Makes no difference what you used to do Darlin', I could never be ashamed of you Maybe you
says you let me down I should be ashamed to take you 'round Makes no difference what you used to do, darling I could never be ashamed of you Maybe you
we got this tune called "For Women" right Originally, it was by Nina Simone She said it was inspired by, you know Down south. In the south, they used
food Even if I didn't like it, every scrap on my plate got chewed Either you ate, or you didn't eat, the memories are bitter sweet Used to get teased
right turn, turn Then a left turn, then a U-turn, turn Come all the way back, return Stand stern and maybe you just might learn about the firm I used
She was sixteen, maybe seventeen I was eighteen, nineteen maybe a little bit more Ooh, but life goes on She was sixteen, maybe seventeen I was eighteen, nineteen maybe
While scheming on hits and gettin' tricks That maybe we can slide into But now you burried, rest nigga 'cause I ain't worried Eyes bluried, sayin' goodbye at the cemetary Though memories
me) There's always a dark cloud that lingers over the city There it is and I wanna preach about it, looka here Every year about this time I get to diggin' up Old school memories
young my eyes were wise, my father was good to me Instead of having a flock of sons he had two other girls and me And if we'd used our Spanish names,