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Текст песни Cypress Hill - Memories

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As I sit in my silver stack thinking about way backEven before I started blazing the chronic sackI was a go wild unfocused troublesome kidLooking up to all the gangsters and the shit they didI was at unimpressionable age through a fazeAn unmentionable stage deranged full of rageWalking through life in a haze with dark cloudsHanging over my head being wicked and loudAnd sometimes those demons haunt me and taunt meFollow me pursue me confuse me they want meThey come at me from all angles and danglesMemories in front of me, but I wont run awayI put the gun away but sometimes my hand ditchesBut I don`t want to get locked away cause I whack bitchesI left those ways back in the old daysSo go away I don`t got no time to throw away [Chorus] Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (we fight and we struggle out here so we can stayalive)Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (got to do what I got to do out her so I can survive) I got my education on the streetsAnd I learned how to spit rhymes out with or without beatsTo say whatever I went through or going throughTripping off people who acting like they been knowin youLearn how some of these record companies be holdin youAttaching an image in the end controllin you But we set out to set ourselves apartAnd let these people know just what they had from the startIt`s like Ghostface said we studied our art formWe turned the mike on and spit a fucking dark stormPeople slept on me and doubted my skill levelBut I`m tenacious and I got a strong will levelYou been introduced to some of the real rebelsInjected with venom from god to kill devils [Chorus] Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (we fight and we struggle out here so we can stayalive)Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (got to do what I got to do out her so I can survive)Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (we fight and we struggle out here so we can stayalive)Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (got to do what I got to do out her so I can survive) I remember my days as youthTeenage gangsters with somethin to proveSee man amuse and we creep and we strewCatch your ass slipping and dump on their crewJust -- having fun but you crazy kidsNever thought about no prison bedsGot gang-sters twenty-five and aliveNever see the kids all fucking wildBut that`s the game and shit don`t changeGet respect for smoking brainsYou get a name and you build your repYou courting fools coming in your setBefore you know we`re having funSlamming doping and packing gunLeaving mad traces and blasting their facesGot a hundred years for all my fucking cases [Chorus] Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (we fight and we struggle out here so we can stayalive)Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive)Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (we fight and we struggle out here so we can stayalive)Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow meTo the day I die (got to do what I got to do out here so we can survive)

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