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    Remember Me

      About "Remember Me"

      Lyrics for Z-Ro - "Remember Me"

      Hell yeah nigga, ay yo

      Remember me, when I use to write my rhymes in class
      At Dick Dall Middle School, all them niggaz would laugh
      Telling me I would never make it, cause I rap too fast
      I was desperately trying to find out, how to go from scraps to cash
      Remember, how y'all use to chase me home from school
      Just cause I sported corduroy britches, and Pro Wing shoes
      I use to have a lunch card, cause them times was hard
      Since the seven people living in one house, with no cars in the yard
      I remember stressing so hard, I couldn't keep my focus
      My only love was for extras, and overs
      Fuck all you niggaz, don't make me slap the fuck out all you niggaz
      If it ain't related to making paper, I ain't calling you niggaz
      I bet Mo City remember, when I took it over with rapping
      51-11 Ridgevan, moving that crack bitch I was stacking
      Residuals redeemingly, I was raw mayn raw caine
      Rapidly running my neighborhood, I was the law mayn
      'Member when I dropped my first album, in '98
      Fucking with Herman Fisher, but now that nigga hate me he's a cake
      Suppose to be mad at me, tal'n bout I owe him some change
      Nigga just mad cause they can't eat with me, I eat with Lil' James
      Rap-A-Lot Mafia my man, y'all remember the Maab
      This isn't Den-Den and Z-Ro, y'all better remember the squad
      Two different labels but the same cable, remember we connected
      Woodfair to Missouri City, two block of Screwed Up Texas

      [Hook: x2]
      Remember me, I'm the one they laughed at in all my classes
      They use to rank on my low budget clothes, and my glasses
      Remember me, the same one they use to call egghead
      Now I play with fed bread, and sleep on Gucci bed spreads

      I remember the winters in the hood, no heat cold nights
      No gas no lights, a ghetto low life
      So my flow twice as strong, from the memories
      I remember when my closest homies, turned to enemies
      See niggaz tend to be, down when your bread up
      But when you in the quicksand, they frown cause your legs stuck
      Yeah I remember that, so you remember this
      Hard times be my fuel, so I ain't finna quit
      I vividly, R-E-M-E-M-B-E-R
      Craig up in the E-R, bloody getting CPR
      So before, the reaper come and turn me to a memory
      I endlessly spit the heat, for the people to remember me
      Me P.O.P., so many forgot bout
      But not I, this for those who remember little Popeye
      And I remember hot guys, ridiculed the flow
      Now I'm front and center nigga, haters finna do me so

      [Hook x2]

      [Bun B:]
      Shit I remember back in the game, it was tough
      No matter what a nigga had, it was never enough
      See if I had five I wanted ten, and if I had ten I wanted twenty
      Fuck having some, shit I wanted plenty
      Back in the gap, when I first hit the block
      With my first 25, and a hand full of rocks
      Posted up at Samantha house on the West, on the porch
      Ready to give my nigga some work, or give him the torch
      I remember telling my T, I wasn't going to college
      And was headed to the streets, to get the rest of my knowledge
      That broke her heart, and for that I had to go
      So I went from the sidelines, to starring in the show
      Everything came slow, and nothing came fast
      Most times I was out of luck, and dead on my ass
      But with the heart of a hustler, and the mind of a G
      I came up, now I'm something to see Bun B

      [Hook x2]

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