C Murder talking:
 I know the whole world is full
 of a bunch thug niggas and thug figures
 The whole world is based upon young
 niggas coming up in the ghetto  in the streets
 You now what I'm saying
 I'm sitting here reminiscing about the past.
 Just want to let ya'll motherfuckers know
 what a nigga went through and how a nigga
 became what the fuck he is
 You check it out

 Chorus: C Murder
 Motherfuckin memories, as a youngster
 Just another thug nigga with thug figures
 Motherfuckin memories, as a youngster
 Just another thug nigga with thug figures

 [C-Murder]
 I remember way back in my project days
 A little dirty motherfucker dreaming bout a pair of j's
 Left alone in this world of crime
 Five kids no daddy and my big brother doing time
 Now what the fuck I'm I supposed to do
 I said give it up to the niggas with the smaller crew
 I guess this thug shit is in my blood
 Started smoking weed, got my first hit from my nigga cuz
 Me and my bitch we used to cut classes
 And me Silkk caught our first charges, grand theft and trespassing
 I never thought that I would make it out the ghetto
 A young nigga living like the motherfucking goodfellas
 I wear gun like it was part of my clothes
 With them rocks in my socks, running from the po po
 >From the block to the motherfucking penitentiaries
 I'm reminiscing about my motherfucking memories

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 [Mac]
 I remember Mac, (Who?)
 The neighborhood nigga who rapped
 Little skinny motherfucker used to get punched and slapped
 Little timid motherfucker never had an older brother
 Alone in the street I learned rules of the ghetto
 I was scared to die
 Junior high running from them niggas on that other side
 Who was opening fire
 Couldn't tell mom's, couldn't tell pop's
 That was the very night I became shell shocked(wooo)
 Paranoid, I used to steal and borrow
 You gotta respect how I sport the same outfit today and tomorrow
 Hand me downs in my closet, roaches in my bed
 I couldn't sleep to hard cause one might crawl up in my head
 Went to school for the fool, fuck a teacher
 Mama gave her last 20 dollars to the preacher
 Rap wasn't paying the bills
 And that's real
 Now I scream murder, murder, kill, kill nigga

 Chorus repeat 4X