They Reminisce Over You
Lyrics
(I reminisce, I reminisce) (I reminisce, I reminisce) (I reminisce, I reminisce) I reminisce, I reminiscefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
east coast rap rootsr&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


