I want you to sit back, close your eyes

And think about all those wonderful times that we used to have yeah

Now I know things aren't the way they use to be right now

But they are gonna get better some day (laugh)

And I know that...



Ever since I was about 12, that's when they documented me

A gang member let me tell you my autobiography

I can't let it turn me frenetic, it must have been genetic

To get in trouble with the law take when I break

spray paint the walls that's what I use to do

Smoking a joint or two Lil' Rob getting a little blaze

Welcome to my company mates, remember the days

Remembering going to school, we'll by the track smoking a sack

With the vato I sold it too, get him stoned

Then I jack it back, and then the gÃÆ'¼ero used to look at us all

Funny and strange, cause my pants was bigger then theirs

But now they all wear them same

I used to get jealous, wondering why I never have the same rights

Is it because I'm running up and down, eating Menudo, frijoles and rice?

Someone explain to me, all of this insanity

I'm not understanding you, never understanding me

When a minority, gets their priorities straight

We become the majority, inflate

In an incredible rate, controlling our fate

Controlling our states, and I can't wait

Remember you told me I would never amount to anything

That I'll probably be on the streets sellin mota or methamphetamine

So what? It made me an extra buck when I was shit outta my life

You'd do the same thing hommie if you were stuck



And I remember, when times was easy

That's what everybody says

But not me, wicked ass times on S.D. streets

But I still loved them (love them,love them, love them)

And had to have them. (have them, have them)



And I remember! 

Remembering the things we used to do

The places we used to go



And I remember kicking under the street lamps, smokin a J

Hearing my Homie say, "Homie pass the joint this way."

And this was everyday and every night was the same

We didn't call each other by our first or last, but by nicknames

Dreamer, Peewee, Oso Negro to name a few

One passed away, rest in peace

The others locked away in prison blues

Remember the things we use to do

Can't nobody take it away from us

We used to live life dangerous, time flew away like angel dust

Never known as pesetas o levas 

Stay away from metiches, and chepas

Talking mentiras, cause they can't beat us

Mira Lil' Rob on his lowrider bicicleta

Looking for muÃÆ'±ecas, beautiful like aztecas

But when it comes to love, before the agony for the ecstacy

What comes around goes around

So baby don't mess with me don't be testing me

Cause Lil' Rob be one of a kind original individual

Unforgettable memorable indelible incredible inferable



And I remember, when times was easy

That's what everybody says

But not me, wicked ass times on S.D. streets

But I still loved them (love them,love them, love them)

And had to have them. (have them, have them)



And I remember! 

I remember the things we used to do

The places we used to go yeah



Give all of my love to mi madre padre brother and sister

And all of my sangre

Enemies, chale me vale verga estas afuera mirando pa' dentro

You wanna come in but you can't

Cause we're not allowing no mensos

Threw you away like a pencil

Give you away like a stencil

Just when you think you've got a grip on life

That's when you let go, ready set go

It's a race to the finish and only the best gonna win this

And I'm prepared to take it to outer limits or until it's finished business

What is this? Gente becoming witnesses

I don't know nothing, I don't hear nothing, I don't see nothing

Something I learned as a kid

Get along with respect those who respect you

Forget about the ones that will forget about you

A recollection is a collection of a big section of mi vida

Memories I need ya, like a junky needs his chiva

I wish that I could go back and do it all over again

But I know that that ain't happening, so I sit remembering



And I remember, when times was easy

That's what everybody says

But not me, wicked ass times on S.D. streets

But I still loved them (love them, love them, love them)

And had to have them. (have them, have them)



And I remember! 

I remember everything, everything we used to do 

And I remeber!

Oh, me and my hommies

Underneath the street lights gettin' high

And I remember 

Oh when we used to play 

shoot 'em up bang bang, bang bang, 

Bang bang.