As I sit in my silver stack thinking about way back 
Even before I started blazing the chronic sack 
I was a go wild unfocused troublesome kid 
Looking up to all the gangsters and the [bad word] they did 
I was at unimpressionable age through a faze 
An unmentionable stage deranged full of rage 
Walking through life in a haze with dark clouds 
Hanging over my head being wicked and loud 
And sometimes those demons haunt me and taunt me 
Follow me pursue me confuse me they want me  [bad word] at me from all angles and dangles 
Memories in front of me, but I [bad word] away 
I put the gun away but sometimes my hand ditches 
But I don't want to get locked away cause I whack [bad word] 
I left those ways back in the old days 
So go away I don't got no time to throw away 
 [bad word]  

Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow me 
To the day I die (we fight and we [bad word] out here so we can stay alive) 
Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow me 
To the day I die (got to do what I got to do out her so I can survive) 

I got my education on the streets 
And I learned how to spit rhymes out with or without beats 
To say whatever I went through or going through 
Tripping off people who acting like they been knowin you 
Learn how some of these [bad word] be holdin you 
Attaching an image in the end controllin you 
But we set out to set ourselves apart 
And let these people know just what they had from the start 
It's like Ghostface said we studied our art form 
We turned the mike on and spit a [bad word] dark storm 
People slept on me and doubted my skill level 
But I'm tenacious and I got a strong will level 
You been introduced to some of the real rebels 
Injected with venom from god to kill devils 
 [bad word]  

Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow me 
To the day I die (we fight and we [bad word] out here so we can stay alive) 
Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow me 
To 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 me 
To the day I die (we fight and we [bad word] out here so we can stay alive) 
Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow me 
To the day I die (got to do what I got to do out her so I can survive) 

I remember my days as youth 
Teenage gangsters with somethin to prove 
See man amuse and we creep and we strew 
Catch your [bad word] slipping and dump on their crew 
Just -- having fun but you crazy kids 
Never thought about no prison beds 
Got gang-sters twenty-five and alive 
Never see the kids all [bad word] wild 
But that's the game and [bad word] don't change 
Get respect for smoking brains 
You get a name and you build your rep 
You courting [bad word] in your set 
Before you know we're having fun 
Slamming doping and packing gun 
Leaving mad traces and blasting their faces 
Got a hundred years for all my [bad word] cases 
 [bad word]  

Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow me 
To the day I die (we fight and we [bad word] out here so we can stay alive) 
Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow me 
To 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 me 
To the day I die (we fight and we [bad word] out here so we can stay alive) 
Memories they haunt me (they haunt me) they follow me 
To the day I die (got to do what I got to do out here so we can survive)