I know the whole world is full of a
Bunch of thug *****s and thug figures
The whole world is based upon young *****s
Comin' up in the ghetto, in the streets
You now what I'm sayin'

I'm sittin' here reminiscin' about the past
Just want to let ya'll mother***kers know
What a ***** went through and how a *****
Became who the ***k he is
You know what I'm sayin', check it out

Mother***kin' memories, as a youngster
Just another thug ***** with thug figures
Mother***kin' memories, as a youngster
Just another thug ***** with thug figures

I remember way back to my project days
A little dirty mother***ker daydreamin' 'bout a pair of J's
Left alone in this world of crime
Five kids no daddy and my big brother doin' time

Now what the ***k I'm I supposed to do
I said, give it up to the *****s with the smaller crew
I guess this thug **** is in my blood
Started smokin' weed, got my first hit from my ***** 'cuz

Me and my ***** we used to cut cl***es
And me Silk caught our first charges, grand theft and tresp***in'
I never thought that I would make it out the ghetto
A young ***** livin' like the mother***kin' good fellas

I wear gun like it was part of my clothes
With them rocks in my socks, got me runnin' from the po po
From the block to the mother***kin' penitentiaries
I'm reminiscin' about my

Mother***kin' memories, as a youngster
Just another thug ***** with thug figures
Mother***kin' memories, as a youngster
Just another thug ***** with thug figures

I remember Mac, the neighborhood ***** who rapped
(Who?)
Little skinny mother***ker got punched and slapped
Little timid mother***ker never had an older brother
Alone in the street I learned rules of the ghetto

I was scared to die
Junior high runnin' from them *****s on that other side
Who was openin' fire, couldn't tell mom's, I couldn't tell pop's
That was the very night, I became shell shocked paranoid

I used to steal and borrow
You gotta respect how I sport the same outfit today and tomorrow
Hand me downs in my closet, roaches in my bed
I couldn't sleep too hard 'cause one might crawl up in my head

Went to school for the fool, ***k a teacher
Mama gave her last 20 dollars to the preacher
Rap wasn't payin' the bills and that's real
Now I scream, murder, murder, kill, kill *****

Mother***kin' memories, as a youngster
Just another thug ***** with thug figures
Mother***kin' memories, as a youngster
Just another thug ***** with thug figures

Mother***kin' memories, as a youngster
Just another thug ***** with thug figures
Mother***kin' memories, as a youngster
Just another thug ***** with thug figures

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