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Damnation Lyrics by Acheron - Remember When lyrics
(*talking*)
 Say L, hold these keys man
 What kind of wheels is those brah
 (man them boys got 20's dog, Lorenzos)
 Man, I ain't never seen shining like that
 Say H.A.W.K, what y'all use to do fool
 When you was growing up
 [H.A.W.K]
 I use to sit and watch the Flinstones, Gucci rolls and herringbones
 Bezel sets and baguettes, while talking on my cell phone
 From Bo-Bo's to Air Macs, low cars to horse backs
 Hoopties to Cadillacs, water guns to chrome gats
 Levis to Guess jeans, black and white to big screens
 Six by nine to 18's, Bumsalack to sipping lean
 Regals with white walls, 20 inch with screens fall
 Michael Jackson off the wall, to MJG and 8Ball
 Screw house to wrecking flows, to BET on videos
 Zig-zags and yellow bags, to Glad sacks and optimos
 Fist fight to gun play, sawed-offs to a.k.'s
 Spitting flows at talent shows, as the H-A-W-K
 Riding on the Metros, pushing a six double O
 Smoking cess to endo, fill it up with petro
 Fixing on my lego, let go of my ego
 Get in with my little bro, getting up when the rooster blow
 [Lil Flip]
 I remember Kangaroos and afro curls, always running after girls
 Trying to sneak in Natural World, BB gun shooting at the squirrels
 Candy red on tricycles, training wheels on bicycles
 Sugar Daddy's, Pixie Stix, peppermints and side pickles
 Loaded toes and Scooby Doo, some of the things we use to do
 Roller skate now roller blades, Ivy Leagues to holding fades
 Blow-Pop rings and diamond things, herringbones to bezeltines
 Cadillacs to limousines, ironing jeans to being clean
 GI Joes to Tonka toys, eating Willy Wonka boy
 Riding in my uncle's car, wanting to become a star
 Having dreams to be like Mike, hooping in my all black Nikes
 Flying kites and shooting dice, sneaking in the movies twice
 Staying up and watching Cops, walking outside in Michael socks
 Being afraid of chicken pox, check my bowl on Magnavox
 Running up and down my block, sweating cause the sun is hot
 I use to ride the city bus, now I'm pulling Hummers out
 [AP]
 I remember brothers getting dumped off, in ditches and bayous
 Boys gave head jobs, and all I saw was hairdo's
 Pimps drove Lacs and dob hats, with chrome gats
 Hustlers stack paper, with the players and macs
 Police burns in the hood, because somebody just got jackedDamnation Lyrics by Acheron - Remember When - http://motolyrics.com/damnation-lyrics-by-acheron/remember-when-lyrics.html
 Every girl I slam they call, I told em call me back
 Haters got backhanded, because they were always talking smack
 Instigators chit chat, and were known for spreading rumors
 Ballers went from stabs, to buying more of consumers
 I use to eat on tuna, now it's shrimp and caviar
 I use to be a virgin, now I have menage tois
 I use to drink on soda, now I'm sipping mixed with bar
 I use to stay in the ghetto, now I'm a ghetto superstar
 I recall when I couldn't rap, now my rap game's up to par
 From then to now it's funny, Jabos to Armani
 AP became a business man, that's all about his money
 [Mista Madd]
 Back in the days I was young, I'm not a kid anymore
 But sometimes, I wish that I could be a kid again
 I use to wear a swatch watch, now I only wear Movado
 Went from bare foot on a bus, to holding keys to Monte Carlos
 Now it's a big body Expedition, showing my naked ass provado
 Went from hood to all good, shh playing a game like huh brah
 Backyard nickel and dime that, now boys be moving birds
 Use to carry my knife special, now it's gats and smoking sherm
 Use to mix at house parties, freestyling to Whodini
 Now I'm signing rappers to paid in full, eating shrimp and fetichini
 Boy I use to ride big wheels, while wearing them Chuck Taylors
 Now it's Jordans, Air Macs, even pink-green gators
 Use to be sneaking in Lover's Land, or at the drive-in movies
 Now it's Tinsel Town or Motel 6, where this hoe can do me
 Use to watch freestyle the man, or Rap City on BET
 Now I star in sitcoms, movies and got my own video show on t.v., what
 [Redd]
 Should of seen it I was right there, when a problem jumped off
 Rounds got dumped off, leaving niggas bumped off
 Always trying to get the hook up, leaving your girl shook up
 Women breaking my pager, phone line you can't look up
 We had ice on us, merchandise on us
 Busting at other hoods, when they had a price on us
 Listening to flow tapes, people saying rewind it
 Pulling out my piece, and bystanders get blinded
 From winter to summer time, there wasn't no leaving our block
 When the laws made it hot, we was freezing our block
 Man we got enough money, to make my neck look pretty
 Cause we done made enough money, to make my check look pretty
 Rapping at talent shows, saying phrase too frequent though
 Niggas talk about Fasachi, we roll that in Regal though
 Seein niggas Redd capping on, the comedy bout my chaperone
 My dress code is casual, but all of a sudden I'm valuable
(*talking*)











