Memories don't live like people do
They always remember you
Whether things are good or bad, its just the memories
Memories don't live like people do-o
Baby don't forget me, I'm a travellin' man
Movin' through places, space and time
Gotta lotta things I got to do
God willin' I'm comin' back to you
My baby boo
I'm a travellin' man
Movin' through places, space and time(space and time)
Gotta lotta things I got to do
But God willin' I'm comin' back to you
Baby boo
I'm leavin'
Well go 'head and leave
The call heard 'round the world from the wives of MC's
These cats is payin' more that half a pound
My garment bag I snatch it down
Ain't got the state but we could prob'ly run a blacker town
Scenarios like this is tear jerkers
For the modern MC ie. the blue collar worker
'Cuz this thing called rhymin' no different from coal minin'
We both on assignment to unearth a diamond
When you start climbin'
And them eyes start shinin'
You be strugglin' and strivin'
And they think you prime-timin'
Maintain and keep silent make note and observation
This confrontation
This is the daily operation
A concentration
Stay focused on my recitation
'Bout to reach my destination with no pause or hesitation
Baby make the preperation 'cuz this ain't no recreation
This is Pro Ball!
And we lettin' you know y'all
At the show y'all
Doin' this for dough y'all
Get the phone call
And I'm ready to blow y'all
'Bout to go y'all
Been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm lettin' you know that
Memories don't live like people do
They always remember you
Wether things are good or bad, its just the memories
Memories don't live like people do-o
Baby don't forget me, I'm a travellin' man
Movin' through places, space and time
Gotta lotta things I got to do
God willin' I'm comin' back to you
My baby boo
I'm a travellin' man
Movin' through places, space and time (space and time)
Gotta lotta things I got to do
But inshallah I'm comin' back to you
Baby boo
I'm leavin'
But God willin' I'll be back home
To drop these heavy ass bags up off my backbone