Слова:
Sound Of Growing Up The Remember Me

An 8 piece band lifts you up, and I hope they are tried and true, floating up there right next to you while A 4 inch map leads me down, a path I've

to cut up they buddies, now they sayin' they love me Used to tell they friends I was ugly and wouldn't touch me Then I showed up in that dubbed out buggy

, when you hit the cement Police picked me up to talk but I wasn't worried I remembered the song that was sang from the birdie 'Cause when he whistled he was pushin' up

recorders, make sure you document this Apocalypse, infinitely adjacent, we stylin' with aquaness Unorthodox, knock shit, neon crushin' ask us Just advance me, rushin' up the beat, an' pass me

picked her up to dance I pray she cannot feel the woody growing in my pants I know my daddy would be proud of all that I've done Instead of burning me

you're ways us up and knock us down Like a... This is between the mattresses, going up while I'm tapping it Ripping it, smacking it, hopefully I get sucked up

couldn't shut me up now you trying to set me up It's bad enough we had it rough when we was growing up You killed Pac and Biggie now trying to kill us But I through my 4 up

I get over? I'm the master I do a show, pack it in til it's clamming up Look for the microphone then jam it up [PMD] You said you see me jamming in

my kids grow up yours are gonna rob 'em. And I don't want that, it's easy. Trip down the stairs or a baseball bat to the belly would please me. Throw