Texty:
Still Time Memory Lane

I am the ember and you are my fire Too many trips down memory lane I'm not sure what is keeping me sane Hours racing, my mind's on escaping And time

I still get my candy from your girlfriends sweet shop spitting that heat rock im smooth not Pete Rock and my money on etcetera - 3 dots still get a stomach ache every time

The sign reads, 'Help the blind' Comin' up the lane callin' Workin' while the rain's fallin' Ragman, your song of the street Keeps haunting my memory

Aw naw, don't open the photo book up I got a Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name But I bet them polaroids'll send her down memory lane You know

[ INTRO ] Gyeah westside somebody told me they want some of that thug shit up in here westside So I'ma take ya back down memory lane and give ya some

Gyeah, Westside, somebody told me They want some of that thug shit up in here So I'ma take ya back down memory lane And give ya some of that wicked shit

naked, slowly regainin' my memory Well, where did they find you? Around the corner from Applebee Over there by Costco, right there off the freeway Admiral Callahan Lane

trip down memory lane For the billionth time today I'm still waiting Gonna take a trip down memory lane And I don't have much say I'm still waiting

he was buried in Similar to the one his grandfather was married in Yes, he was still fresh to death Bling, two earrings, a chain layin' on his chest He still