Artist: Elzhi Album: Elmatic Song: Memory Lane Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com [Elzhi] Ah fuck that, word, word We gon' do it a little something like this Ah, keep it on and on and on and on and... Knahmsayin? Elzhi, Will Sessions Yo, what is it like? Hah Yo, I'm tryna get to Memory Lane but wonder should I take the train of thought or hop on a mental plane? I don't stay far, but this a place you can't get to in your car You travel standing still, it's bizarre, but there you are like you never left, back in junior high with your report card Tryna make a B out the letter F Maybe that was me, around the time my brother was six Before I got my first job and my mother was sick It's like she never needed chemo, her hair looks long-flowing Sometimes it feels wrong going to be on every corner that you slung, hung with all your dead homies slung But now they got breath in they lungs Looking forever young before they was stressed In here they only dress in nothing less than Guess Timberland, Tommy Hil', Rockports and a Pelle I reach down and grab a beeper when I'm searching for my celly Damn, did I hear Bump N' Grind? That was the jam at the reunion with the fam in front of the cam' I'm tryna kick it with my first chick, I used mom's Infinity This will be the twelfth time I lose my virginity Shit was the truth I left and I stopped up at the Hip Hop Shop, seen 'Tin, Dilla and Proof Bugz, Bad Vibes and Grym, T3 when he was slim Watching La Peace battle Eminem Soon they handed me the mic to spit a rhyme and a verse I was shocked to see the clock show the time in reverse But I ain't wanna leave without hitting my first blunt filled with chronic leaves, I choked up and couldn't breathe That's the day I missed class smelling like twist grass Miss Nash kicked me out because I'm not a kiss-ass So I visited places where spots got shot on a daily basis Where kids pull triggers with baby faces Wait, I must be on the wrong side of the lane trail where they rob memory banks and end up in the braincell Where all my misery and pain dwell I'm set to leave out my state of mind before the train bail So now it's time to go I threw the deuces up to Dilla, dapped up 'Tin and then I hugged my momma slow, yo Yeah, it's the place you wanna be right? You know, next time I think I'll take the mental plane instead of the train of thought Hopefully touch down, in a state in my mind but I'll leave the mental baggage at the crib Get back to that place, Memory Lane [Scratches] "Now let me take a trip down memory lane" - Biz Markie "Coming outa Detroit" "Now let me take a trip down memory lane" - Biz Markie "Coming outa Detroit" "Now let me take a trip down memory lane" - Biz Markie "Coming outa Detroit" "Now let me take a trip down memory lane" - Biz Markie "Coming outa Detroit city" "Coming outa Detroit" "Coming outa Detroit" "Coming outa Detroit" "Coming outa Detroit city"