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Memories
All of my memories
Too many memories
Too call my own

Stuck in a daze, puffin' away, sittin'
With a dumb look on my face
Runnin' in place, edibles I eat bunch
Stuffin' my face, sippin'
Jack, straight, passin the day
Skippin' the crack that was back in the day
Used to have a habit passin' away
Had a fat stash, massive array
Grab bag full of dope and the 'caine
Ran out of hope couldnt cope with the pain
Focused on change, there was time in my life
Thought I might be going insane
Fantasies I would dream
I would be Cobain blowin' my brains
Seein' in freeze-frames, smokin' on exotic strains
As I flow playin'my Nintendo games

Memories
All of my memories
Too many memories
Too call my own

I remember the ways they severed my wage
Rage and the pressure would fester for days
Thought of puttin' bullets up in there face
Trigger wouldn't pull it won't catch a case
Stayin' patient too I knew if I'd wait
Things would change and just fall into place
I wonder the date
When I was made did they make a mistake
Grew up a screw up
I knew I was strange
Me and the crew, cannot be subdued
Breakin' the chains
You thought you knew us
But you f*ckers took on the wrong ones
Open a grave
Loadin' a gauge
I'm not a shooter but know a shooter that would
Open your face
Blood, carpet
Snuffin' out a target
Keep it so it hardeneds
For memories

Memories
All of my memories
Too many memories
Too call my own
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Memories
All of my memories
Too many memories
Too call my own

Stuck in a daze, puffin' away, sittin'
With a dumb look on my face
Runnin' in place, edibles I eat bunch
Stuffin' my face, sippin'
Jack, straight, passin the day
Skippin' the crack that was back in the day
Used to have a habit passin' away
Had a fat stash, massive array
Grab bag full of dope and the 'caine
Ran out of hope couldnt cope with the pain
Focused on change, there was time in my life
Thought I might be going insane
Fantasies I would dream
I would be Cobain blowin' my brains
Seein' in freeze-frames, smokin' on exotic strains
As I flow playin'my Nintendo games

Memories
All of my memories
Too many memories
Too call my own

I remember the ways they severed my wage
Rage and the pressure would fester for days
Thought of puttin' bullets up in there face
Trigger wouldn't pull it won't catch a case
Stayin' patient too I knew if I'd wait
Things would change and just fall into place
I wonder the date
When I was made did they make a mistake
Grew up a screw up
I knew I was strange
Me and the crew, cannot be subdued
Breakin' the chains
You thought you knew us
But you f*ckers took on the wrong ones
Open a grave
Loadin' a gauge
I'm not a shooter but know a shooter that would
Open your face
Blood, carpet
Snuffin' out a target
Keep it so it hardeneds
For memories

Memories
All of my memories
Too many memories
Too call my own
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Writer: Brad Marshall, William Cooper
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