These memories keepin' me high
Yeah
What up, Sco
Uh, uh
East End Empire, motherfuckers
For life, uh

Homie, I remember everything (uh)
Every single blunt lit
Me and my homies, we was all up on that dumb shit
Hittin' that one lick (one lick), gettin' us dumb rich (yeah)
Bein' extra sneaky, not leavin' thumb prints (huh)
There was little Mac killin' packs of Fun Dip (you know me)
And my people that been with me since a young kid (yeah)
Gettin' caught by my Pops blowin' haze (uh)
Smokin' blunts from my younger through my older days (chyeah)
Nothin' goes to waste, not a day is smashed
There was dough to make (dough to make)
And we was makin' cash (makin' cash)
Bangin' rap 'til the neighbors called the cops (uh-huh)
Beatin' dudes up, throwin' mollywops (get 'em)
Some people say that I'm all just talk
But I'll tell you everything about the block I walked
I wasn't cookin' pies (cookin' pies)
I wasn't tokin' guns (tokin' guns)
But I was lookin' high
Stayin' smokin' blunts (smokin' blunts)
Yeah, I stole a little bit, boy, nothin' is cheap (nah)
Santa stayed puttin' the coal under my tree
And this is peace to my peoples (peoples)
And peace to my enemies (chyeah)
But nothin' keeps me alive like my memories

[Lenny Kravitz