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They Reminisce Over You
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(I reminisce, I reminisce)
(I reminisce, I reminisce)
(I reminisce, I reminisce)

I reminisce, I reminisce
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Features Of This Song
east coast rap roots
r&b influences
heavy backbeat
danceable beats
swingin' beats
consistent rhyme patterns
vocal samples
clear pronunciation
jazzy samples
a repetitive song structure
the use of chordal patterning
a tight kick sound
acoustic drum samples
an acoustic bass riff
the heavy use of funk samples
the heavy use of R&B samples
a dry recording sound
subtle use of noise effects
trippy soundscapes
radio friendly stylings

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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But give the man a taste and he’s gone
Still he won’t down you or tear out your hide
When I date back I recall a man off the family tree
When they reminisce over you, my God
Publishers: NESS NITTY AND CAPONE INC, WB MUSIC CORP.
18 years younger than my mama
I said pop maybe when you’re older
When my biological didn’t bother
But mama got wise to the game
A toast but my granddaddy came sober
With the Portugese lover at the age of 14
But only you saw what took many time to see
Trouble Troy
But you can never say that his life is through
Now I suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh
I reminisce for a spell, or shall I say think back
Rain or shine, yes in any weather
To the funky song as I rock on
The youngest of five kids, hon here it is
I get the pillow and hope I don’t wake him
The days of way back, so many bear witness the fitness
(I reminisce, I reminisce)
Tellin' me how to raise my boy unless he’s taking over
I reminisce so you never forget this
(I reminisce, I reminisce)
Took me from a boy to a man so I always had a father
I can hear his head banging on the wall in the next room
The birth of a child on the eighth of October
My right hand, Poppa Doc, I see
For this man do cuss, hear it all in verbatim
5 kids at 21 believe he got a right too
Everybody, just coolin'
Countin' all the fingers and the toes
Taking care of this so who am I to bicker
This one’s a girl, let’s name her Pam
On your side while the baby maker slide
In front of Big Lou’s, fighting in the street
Deja vu, tell you what I’m gonna do
So Pete Rock hit me, nuff respect due
Listen, positive over negative for the women and master
Take the first letter out of each word in this joint
(I reminisce, I reminisce)
Irresponsible, plain not thinking
That’s how we like to do it in the 90’s
After 10 years without no spouse
(I reminisce, I reminisce)
(I reminisce, I reminisce)
And that’s word is bond
(I reminisce, I reminisce)
Listen close as I prove my point
Noddin' off, sleep to a jazz tune
But I bet you all your dough, they live longer than us
I strive to be live ’cause I got no choice
I reminisce, I reminisce
We laughed all night about the hookers at the party
To the one and only
Momma’s gettin' married in the house
I’m not playin'
He was my brother
My old man standing yelling good God, Almighty
In single parenthood there I stood
Pete Rock and C L Smooth for ’92
Not a bad ticker but I’m clocking pop’s liver
By the time she was 21, had another one
Never been senile, that’s where you’re wrong
And run my own business like my aunt Joyce
22 years ago to keep it on track
If we’re talking about a car, uncle Sterling got the latest
Yeah, c’mon, hit me
Never be another
The same age, front page, no fuss
My uncle Doc’s the greatest better yet the latest
Uh
And you don’t stop
Here we go while I check the scene
Yeah
Mother queen’s risin' a chapter
When they reminisce over you, listen
(I reminisce, I reminisce)
It’s like that y’all
My God, it’s so yeah, so lovely
And we out, later
Use your condom, take sips of the brew
Listen, just listen
But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama
Same father as the first but you don’t give a damn
For real, baby like that we for real
Papa said, "Chill" but the brother keep winking
T to the R U H O Y, how did you and I meet?
Songwriters: Corey Brent Penn, Peter O Phillips
Comin’ atcha in ’92
My grandmom Pam holds the family together
Pete Rock and C L Smooth comin’ atcha
This song we dedicate
I dedicate this to you for believing in me
When they reminisce over you, for real
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