Memories

[Intro: Sunspot Jonz, (Talib Kweli)] Yo we don't stop, who's in the spot right now (Ayo it's Talib Kweli rocking with Sunspot Jonz man) (Lobster Ramen nigga, yeah) [Hook 1: Talib Kweli] Let's take it back to the old school Let's take it to Union Square Let's take it back to the old school Wave your hands like you just don't care Yeah [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] I was raised in crack era Brooklyn I can recognize the smell of crack when It's cookin' Man, I used to play hooky and dancing was jukin' Back when ratchet was a gun and a knife was for the juxxin' A severe lack of funds got 'em masking up like the villain I was in cyphers killing Trust them niggas couldn't touch me but they had to feel it Not yet a butterfly, I was still a caterpillar ready to fly Got beautiful memories of mobbing like Genevieve Critical how the leave in this lyrical den of thieves, please Took a Greyhound to California Hit the good life Cafe, where the legends was styling on 'em Nonstop rhyming since Top Ramen, so start climbing now 'Cause the future is not promised So fond of these beautiful memories, unusual energies A Stand up dude, ain't never bending my knees [Hook 2: Sunspot Jonz] Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Let's take this way back to Oakland Let's take this to Durant square Sunspot and Talib Kweli Put your hands in the fucking air Yeah [Verse 2: Sunspot Jonz] These memories they just sent me on way back Raised up in Oakland, the dope and the Cadillacs Raised by a hustler, hustling, bring it back Customers to a substance deep up in the track, yeah Losing homies to violence all over bitches Just another day, oh the jealousy how it gets us I ain't collared with the drama, dishonor, it's only love Hit the barbershop, foothill, grazed at Golden Cuts At the Eastmont Mall, TWauz, I loved it all Took the stream around the world, no radio play at all Just believing in this hunger, Boy wonder would never crawl Made the underground scene from nothing, nothing at all Black Panther soul with flow, this is the O Mystik Journeymen, the Legends you already know Years ago met Talib when he crashed at my crib After that Greyhound ride showed him Telegraph rich Underground life yeah we did it Independent, just like I love my women We collecting these chips Classics shoulda had Mos Def and Luck on this This that Blackstar, Legend, underground shit [Outro: Sunspot Jonz] And we was doing this at broke as SummerJam live and it was just hype still at maritime Damn that would be a great memory (Make the best memories ever, underground, underground) [Hook 3: Sunspot Jonz] Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back (Make the best memories ever, underground, underground, underground)