Eli Youngblood - Memory Lane

★ intro ★
Ay, can i get some more of me in my headphones?
Little bit more
That’s good, that’s good
Let’s take a trip down, let’s take a trip down
When do i come in?
Memory lane, memory lane

★ verse 1 ★
Let’s take a trip down memory lane
Embrace the inevitable pain in the back of my brain
Been in shackles and chains, i was tryna tackle the game
Now i just got this paranoia that i gotta replay
Can it honestly wait
No, ‘cause i can’t harbor insane thoughts plainly anymore
This is what my odyssey made
My great quest for satisfaction is at stake
I can’t let thеse implanted thoughts get in my way
So i rеmember being a young child
All i needed was an out-of-tune guitar to get me wild
Everything had to be perfect
Or it just wasn’t worth it
My work turned into long, long hours of writin’ words that i don’t even understand myself
I can’t comprehend all the power, influence, and the money up in my hand
But money’s what people covet
And coveting’s how we sin
What i’m doin’ must be bad, negative is who i am

Ladies and gents
Boys and girls
Let’s take it way back down memory road

★ verse 2 ★
Let’s take a trip down the memory lane
And re-watch the same stuff that i never overcame
And i’m still strugglin’ today with over-analyzation
So don’t you dare tell me you don’t understand what i’m facin’
‘cause people cheated and lied
One too many times
Wish i could dissect the distrust i hold inside
My heart’s frozen cold
My legs broken and swollen
My knees are bloody and torn
My face is muddy and old
I gotta motto, i don’t give up, i don’t die
No matter how many times you hit me i won’t cry
My time is still limited
I gotta get my minutes in
I gotta snatch the dividend
Go fast and don’t get intimate
But now i’ve gotten into it
The plan has gotten intricate
And now i’ve begun sensin’ that
My options became infinite
Now everybody listenin’
Depictin’ all these images
I’m pushin’ till the bitter end
My life is just not simple, man

Yeah, let’s run it back
Listen up
I got somethin’ to say

★ verse 3 ★
We gonna take a trip down memory lane
And remember the fame
The kind that i never became
But i wanted it, i wanted respect and a name
I didn’t care if people liked me, didn’t care ‘bout the pay
So that’s why i run up and down the street pantin’
That’s why i sit in my room for hours rappin’ and rantin’
I want the clappin’ and chantin’ for or against me
I want something that’s gone get the masses standin’ on their feet
And i apologize for my anger and bitterness
I never was one to keep a grudge to hold against
But my fist just holed this fence ‘cause i’m still mad at some humans
And the lyrics used to help so i’m back writin’ this music