Lirik Lagu Memories Live - Talib Kweli & Hi Tek
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
[talking]Yo, you know what we got to do, man, we need to get a whole CD.Get a collection of all the music and everything we've ever done.
[woman singing]Bringing back sweet memories (3x)
Life, living in Flatbush and going to house partiesRed lights, bumping, life is what you make it, then sorryIn my lifetime, ain't done too many thingsbetter than watching your first son put his sentences togetherYo, it kinda make me think of way back whenI was the portrait of the artist as a young manAll them teenage dreams of rappingWriting rhymes on napkinsWas really visualizationMaking this shit actually happenIt's like something come through meThat truly just consume meSpeaking through the voices of the spirits speaking to meI think back in the day, I absorbed everything like a spongeTook a plunge into my past to share with my son
Bringing back sweet memories (3x)
Like thoughts out the back of my mindGoing back in some timeLike when you used to cut and had to go to the back of the lineLook back and you findTracks that make you relax and reclineNow cats rap about packing a nineWhen they lacking divineInspirationRunning out of topics of conversationWell I drop it in the pocket because rocking's my occupationI do it remarkably, spark up a leafAnd possibly you could follow meTap into your chiUtilize your memoryTo help you see clearly, then get back to meActually, nothing's new under the sunSo when life be stressing meMy remedy is 'bringing back sweet memories'Like the faces that are woven in the fabric of my consciousness>From cities where making 21's a big accomplishmentLike when my people understood their prominenceAnd my past life visions of the continentLike the first time I saw KRS live, rockin' itI heard Resurrection by Common SenseDominant in my psycheI chose my direction like Spike LeeTo speak my life through mics, and I never take it lightlyIt might be something you did to bring you down when you were highBut that karma's a bitch, you steady asking God whyLike when my parents first split upYo, I was illin'Seems like some years they was together for the sake of the childrenAnd I love them for thatI don't know if they saw thatSo I'ma say it, and convey it when the world play it (3x)
Bringing back sweet memories (3x)
Like black is beautiful, names from the seventiesLet me tap into your energyFields of dreams become my propertyWhen I reach my destiny like a prophecyEspecially when I 'm 'bringing back sweet memories'I got deep into my mind, see I got a treasuryThat float through my head like a sweet melodyWhat you telling meReflection is a collection of memoriesDefinitely this is how hiphop was meant to beEventually, I knew I'd run into Hi-TeknologyIt was only a matter of time like centuriesCheck the recipe or technique to how it sound so sweetI freak with word power, my man speak with beatsIf I could make it in New York, I figured anywhere I'd make itCame to Cincinnati linked with Mood, and we did SacredHi-Tek beats became my favoriteHussle on the Side was the cutWe started to put songs together like 'What!'Travelled the world, came back to the cribAnd hit the motherlandYeah, this year we put in work and got some other plansIn fact, that's where I'll take the famwhen the Reflection joint is doneBy the time you hear this, I'll be basking in African sunLike Wow!We made itWe here
[woman singing]Bringing back sweet memories (3x)
Life, living in Flatbush and going to house partiesRed lights, bumping, life is what you make it, then sorryIn my lifetime, ain't done too many thingsbetter than watching your first son put his sentences togetherYo, it kinda make me think of way back whenI was the portrait of the artist as a young manAll them teenage dreams of rappingWriting rhymes on napkinsWas really visualizationMaking this shit actually happenIt's like something come through meThat truly just consume meSpeaking through the voices of the spirits speaking to meI think back in the day, I absorbed everything like a spongeTook a plunge into my past to share with my son
Bringing back sweet memories (3x)
Like thoughts out the back of my mindGoing back in some timeLike when you used to cut and had to go to the back of the lineLook back and you findTracks that make you relax and reclineNow cats rap about packing a nineWhen they lacking divineInspirationRunning out of topics of conversationWell I drop it in the pocket because rocking's my occupationI do it remarkably, spark up a leafAnd possibly you could follow meTap into your chiUtilize your memoryTo help you see clearly, then get back to meActually, nothing's new under the sunSo when life be stressing meMy remedy is 'bringing back sweet memories'Like the faces that are woven in the fabric of my consciousness>From cities where making 21's a big accomplishmentLike when my people understood their prominenceAnd my past life visions of the continentLike the first time I saw KRS live, rockin' itI heard Resurrection by Common SenseDominant in my psycheI chose my direction like Spike LeeTo speak my life through mics, and I never take it lightlyIt might be something you did to bring you down when you were highBut that karma's a bitch, you steady asking God whyLike when my parents first split upYo, I was illin'Seems like some years they was together for the sake of the childrenAnd I love them for thatI don't know if they saw thatSo I'ma say it, and convey it when the world play it (3x)
Bringing back sweet memories (3x)
Like black is beautiful, names from the seventiesLet me tap into your energyFields of dreams become my propertyWhen I reach my destiny like a prophecyEspecially when I 'm 'bringing back sweet memories'I got deep into my mind, see I got a treasuryThat float through my head like a sweet melodyWhat you telling meReflection is a collection of memoriesDefinitely this is how hiphop was meant to beEventually, I knew I'd run into Hi-TeknologyIt was only a matter of time like centuriesCheck the recipe or technique to how it sound so sweetI freak with word power, my man speak with beatsIf I could make it in New York, I figured anywhere I'd make itCame to Cincinnati linked with Mood, and we did SacredHi-Tek beats became my favoriteHussle on the Side was the cutWe started to put songs together like 'What!'Travelled the world, came back to the cribAnd hit the motherlandYeah, this year we put in work and got some other plansIn fact, that's where I'll take the famwhen the Reflection joint is doneBy the time you hear this, I'll be basking in African sunLike Wow!We made itWe here
