| Miscellaneous |
| I Remember |
| (Lil' Rob) |
| I want you to sit back close your eyes |
| Think about all those wonderful times that we use to have here |
| Now I know things aren’t the way they use to be right now |
| But they are going to get better someday |
| And I know that… |
| (Lil' Rob) |
| Ever since I was about 12 that’s when they documented me |
| A gang member let me tell you my autobiography |
| Ay I can’t let it to be frenetic too much of a genetic |
| To get in trouble with the law take when I break |
| I’m strapped from the balls that’s what I use to do |
| Smoking a joint or two little rob getting a little blaze |
| Welcome to my concrete base, enough of the days |
| Remember after school, we meet by the track smoking a sack |
| But a Vato was holding 2, getting stone |
| Then I jack it back. Remember the Wido use to look at us all |
| Funny and strange, Cause my pants is bigger then theirs… |
| But now they all wearing the same |
| Use to get jealous, wondering why I didn’t have the same eyes |
| Is it because im running down, eating menudo, frijoles, and rice!!! |
| Somebody is framing me, all of this insanity |
| I’m not understanding you, never understanding me |
| When the minority, gets it’s priorities straight |
| We become the majority, inflate |
| Incredible rate, controlling our fate |
| Controlling out states, and I can’t wait |
| Remember you told me I would never amount to anything |
| An probably end up on the streets sellin mota or methamphetamines |
| So what? It made me an extra buck when I was shit I’ma love you |
| The same, if you would stop |
| (Lil' Rob)(Chorus) |
| And I remember, when times was easy |
| That’s what everybody says |
| But not me, wicked ass times on nasty streets |
| But I still love them (But I still love them) |
| And had to have them. (And had to have them) |
| And I remember! (Remember x3) |
| Remembering the thangs we use to do |
| The places we use to go |
| (Lil' Rob) |
| And I remember kicking under the street lamps |
| Smoke’n a Jay |
| Hearing my Homie say, Homie pass the joint this way |
| And this was everyday of 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 pass away, rest in peace |
| Another one is locked away represents blues |
| One of the things we use to do |
| Nobody can take it away from us |
| Use to live life dangerous, time flew away like angel dust |
| Never known as presentado levas |
| Stay away from metiches, and chevas |
| Talking mentidas, cause they can’t beat us |
| Mira Lil' Rob on his low rider bicileta |
| Looking for muniecas, beautiful like aztecas |
| But when it comes to love, the agony for the a/c |
| Whatever comes around goes around |
| Come baby don’t mess with me don’t be touching me |
| Cause little rob be one of a kind original individual |
| Unforgettable remember able indelible incredible Inferable |
| (Chorus) |
| (Lil' Rob) |
| Give all of my love to me Madre padre brother and sister |
| And all of my sangre |
| Enemies? Chale me vale verga estas hajura mirando padentro |
| You wanna come in but you can’t |
| Cause were not in love with no mensos |
| Figuring it out like a pencil |
| Treat one like a stencil |
| Just when you think you’ve got a grip on life |
| That’s when you let go where does it go? |
| It’s a race to the finish and only the best are the one racing out |
| Prepare to take it you bough your limits 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 |
| Some things I learned as a kid |
| Along with respect and those who respect you |
| Forget about the ones that will forget about you |
| My recollection is a collection another big section of me vivda |
| Memories I need’Ja 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 stay remembering |
| (Chorus) |