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(*Tony Cottrell, Talib Kweli Greene / *Prod. by Hi-Tek) |
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[** feat. Big Del (background), Donte (background):] |
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{Talking:} |
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Yo, you know what we got to do, man, we need to get a whole CD* |
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Get a collection of all the music and everything we've ever done. |
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{Woman singing:} |
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Bringing back sweet memories (3x) |
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Life, living in Flatbush and going to house parties |
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Red lights, bumping, life is what you make it, then sorry |
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In my lifetime, ain't done too many things |
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better than watching your first son put his sentences together |
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Yo, it kinda make me think of way back when |
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I was the portrait of the artist as a young man |
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All them teenage dreams of rapping |
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Writing rhymes on napkins |
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Was really visualization |
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Making this shit actually happen |
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It's like something come through me |
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That truly just consume me |
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Speaking through the voices of the spirits speaking to me |
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I think back in the day, I absorbed everything like a sponge |
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Took a plunge into my past to share with my son |
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Bringing back sweet memories (3x) |
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Like thoughts out the back of my mind |
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Going back in some time |
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Like when you used to cut and had to go to the back of the line |
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Look back and you find |
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Tracks that make you relax and recline |
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Now cats rap about packing a nine |
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When they lacking divine |
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Inspiration |
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Running out of topics of conversation |
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Well I drop it in the pocket because rocking's my occupation |
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I do it remarkably, spark up a leaf |
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And possibly you could follow me |
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Tap into your chi |
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Utilize your memory |
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To help you see clearly, then get back to me |
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Actually, nothing's new under the sun |
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So when life be stressing me |
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My remedy is 'bringing back sweet memories' |
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Like the faces that are woven in the fabric of my consciousness |
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>From cities where making 21's a big accomplishment |
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Like when my people understood their prominence |
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And my past life visions of the continent |
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Like the first time I saw KRS live, rockin' it |
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I heard Resurrection by Common Sense |
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Dominant in my psyche |
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I chose my direction like Spike Lee |
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To speak my life through mics, and I never take it lightly |
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It might be something you did to bring you down when you were high |
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But that karma's a bitch, you steady asking God why |
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Like when my parents first split up |
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Yo, I was illin' |
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Seems like some years they was together for the sake of the children |
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And I love them for that |
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I don't know if they saw that |
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So I'ma say it, and convey it when the world play it (3x) |
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Bringing back sweet memories (3x) |
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Like black is beautiful, names from the seventies |
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Let me tap into your energy |
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Fields of dreams become my property |
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When I reach my destiny like a prophecy |
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Especially when I 'm 'bringing back sweet memories' |
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I got deep into my mind, see I got a treasury |
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That float through my head like a sweet melody |
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What you telling me |
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Reflection is a collection of memories |
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Definitely this is how hiphop was meant to be |
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Eventually, I knew I'd run into Hi-Teknology |
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It was only a matter of time like centuries |
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Check the recipe or technique to how it sound so sweet |
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I freak with word power, my man speak with beats |
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If I could make it in New York, I figured anywhere I'd make it |
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Came to Cincinnati linked with Mood, and we did Sacred |
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Hi-Tek beats became my favorite |
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Hussle on the Side was the cut |
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We started to put songs together like 'What!' |
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Travelled the world, came back to the crib |
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And hit the motherland |
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Yeah, this year we put in work and got some other plans |
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In fact, that's where I'll take the fam |
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when the Reflection joint is done |
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By the time you hear this, I'll be basking in African sun |
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Like Wow! |
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We made it |
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We here |
