Reminiscence

Reminiscence Thinking bout my past Was an intense Reminiscence Reminiscence Thinking bout my past Was an intense Reminiscence I know All that situation and the people you've had around gettin their conditions All that love that you felt Was controlled by the system Mama's calling me From the kitchen Cause she gave me all her riddim Papa's calling Tellin me Son, listen to your heart and nothing goes wrong Reminiscence Fuckin terms I'm still this Everyone knows who's the real me Rap is not my shit But if you want to talk with me you need a Bag of dream that Followed you where you ever been Do you think can control it? No forgot it I want my reminiscence Not a Bugatti Take me with mi familia Into that lobbys Like I'm not that human into that body Memories are faded Unfixed That's why I want back my Reminiscence Thinking bout my past Was an intense Reminiscence Reminiscence Thinking bout my past Was an intense Reminiscence Then everything's goes Every doors closed But I can open all those ways If I suppose Grandma told me What u want to do in your life? Move or slide by the time But remember to look at back When it's right Reminiscence Reminiscence Thinking bout my past Was an intense Reminiscence I Know