Remember Them Days Video (MV)

Hear the chants of the broken backs
That's crackle that snap
That facts that'll wishing for the days on ya mommas laps
Lettin you know it'll be alright
Over sounds of the claps
I guess We never grew up
I guess we never blew up
Livin in warzone never got crewed up
Who really made it out only a few of us
Don't talk bout it much
It's the truth of us
So most of the time I just bite my tongue
Cuz I ain't lived that life
But i felt it's touch
No Cortez but still gettin jumped
So don't wonder why I don't give a f*ck
Nothing but luck and a grip on my balls
Stood tall in the middle of summer as I waited for the fall
Stepping out the door like f*ck all y'all
Working on the craft in the back of napkins
Learning every aspect of this rap shit
Everlasting habits of a living legend
This light will never die
And I've lit my match stick
First impressions are overrated
Second and third are copy pasted
Keep singin you wanna be sedated
No wonder your always wasted.
But what's it costin the offspring
To have you swingin by a loose thread
Like an offering
Is it all for nothing
Ever option given you searching for the short straw to draw
Cuz you know it's a short fall when you avoid the top
Plus the quicker in the fast lane and you ain't ready to stop naw
And I can't blame
Like I can't change ya.
But I can waste ya
Catch a line up get ya fade up
Keep the pace up
Slice the face up
Caster Troy kids
Keep playing with ya make up
Keep sayin that it's fun and games
But I can't see the fun in being fake
Though the funds come to those who come to play the real game