[Intro: Slaine]
Yeah
J The S
Dutch ReBelle

[Verse 1: Slaine]
Before my prime, I took the orange line with my stuff kicks
Sometimes dusty, I fantasize of having plush whips
Romanticize on world tours, day dreams are interrupted
Buy colds nights and frosty women yeah the one who suck dick
My culture being high drugs, liquor and gambling
Fist fighting with hot heads, pushing powder or flanagans
Mush is betting outlandishing, trying but they cannot win
Danny got scared he lost a grand and brought his hand gun in
I close my eyes and I can still remember Janets grin
Before she was junkie in the halfway house my aunt is in
How do I tell these stories, feels like I can’t begin
Living is salty when my grandma got her cancer
Jimmy taught me how to be a man
Throwing punches, paying rent
I stay determined for one day I’ll be the main event
The past it move fast, every day I came and went
All I got is my memories ’cause I can never save a cent

[Hook: Cyrus DeShield]
I don’t need a photograph
I got these memories in my head
And you don’t even know the half
So used to the way I live
And I always remember
I never could forget where I came from
And I always remember
Forever like a Polaroid picture

[Verse 2: J The S]
I've been reading all the signs
I've been speaking from my mind
I've been drinking all the time
That’s what they say
Might’ve broke a couple hearts
Broke a couple laws
When you up against the odds
J the S , live from the land of hope and dreams
Where archangels fly with broken wings
Smoke screens can steal the lives
Emcees Stealing rhymes, OC's stealing lives
Friends I used to admire, Expire in his junkies
Begging for change and for the donkeys that haunts me
Like the ghost of XPO cancer in his stomach and lungs
Stole my friend he was barely 31
You know we the one, and reffer ease my mind
Haters never see me they just see me on my grind
Never bite my tongue son I need to speak my mind
We on the same page I just read between the lines

[Hook: Cyrus DeShield]
I don’t need a photograph
I got these memories in my head
And you don’t even know the half
So used to the way I live
And I always remember
I never could forget where I came from
And I always remember
Forever like a Polaroid picture

[Verse 3: Dutch ReBelle]
Kept the skully low on doobie
For those who thought they knew me
My life is like a movie
When these actors write their script wrong
Sick of getting did wrong
So I kept my pace in this race
Blowing’ by ‘em like the officers I dipped on
Water for cornflakes, Stirring coco powder
Check cowards by the hour
They clamming up like chowder
My concepts are hard steps
Long leaps, hard turns
Real pains that I've learned
I've lost but I've earned
The right to roam the night
Gripped the bottle tight
Wickedness in everything I write
Peak into my life
Couple times I had to duck right
Had to block a jab, Tap into my temple when I write
Mix it in the lab
Cause I've been battling demons
But still over achieving, Few deaths
They have my grieving in church
I’m sneaking freezing
Let my mother say my prayers ’cause I’m living in hell
Cause if I don’t belong in heaven then I’m happy I fell

[Hook: Cyrus DeShield]
I don’t need a photograph
I got these memories in my head
And you don’t even know the half
So used to the way I love
And I always remember
I never could forget where I came from
And I always remember
Forever like a Polaroid picture