Photo Memories
I remember it all like it was yesterday
Pops moved the family out the Chi to make a better pay
We left the south side behind for suburban life
Pack the moving truck up for a 6 hour drive
We made a life in Minnesota, started all over
Moms garden grower while pops push the lawn mower
Older sister in kitchen whipping up a feast
She screams Ahmad, Jamie, Hasan come and eat
We outside build a ramp so we can jump our bike
Play outside all day, explore nature, take hike
Pops was the coach, we played baseball and basketball
Moms was the scout coach, parents did it all
Moms was an on call nurse, she work the trauma unit
Pops was an engineer, they made it out and never blew it
We would go on vacation several times a year
To visit our family in the Chi so memories stay clear
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
Summer time, 4th of July family reunions
Easter Sunday, church had us do communion
And every thanksgiving we would get together
Drive through the night to get a plate no matter the weather
The kids sleep in backseat, my moms out cold
Pops hit the joint quick hoping that nobody would know
He tapped the break quick, must've saw a state trooper
Had the pedal to the floor trying to get there sooner
We always stopped for breakfast at Perkins with the lumberjack
I order pancakes, blueberry syrup, double stack
Grandmas first stop, always something cooking
Grandpa sitting at the window, always catch him looking
Everyday was like musical chairs, like where we gonna stay
Aunt Pat, Debbies or Docs, he just around the way
Charmaine, Marvin or Rocks, we had options
Parents pawn kids off like auctions
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
And everything seems big when you just a little kid
Full of mischief, lost in innocence, a hard head
Our asses got tore off, yea we was bad
Can't be soft, streets will eat ya up like Baghdad
And wonder why we walk around and let our pants sag
It's just a style, something for you to glance at
When old heads say, you know back in my day
They don't know how to evolve, they know how to hate
Them words hypocritical coming from me these days
I raise a family of my own, we in a new phase
We all grown up now, we had to change shoes
Looking from a parental view, the same issues
A taste of your own medicine is a life lesson
And if you make that far, take it as a blessing
Try not to watch time pass through an hour glass
Make more memories until it's our last
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
Pops moved the family out the Chi to make a better pay
We left the south side behind for suburban life
Pack the moving truck up for a 6 hour drive
We made a life in Minnesota, started all over
Moms garden grower while pops push the lawn mower
Older sister in kitchen whipping up a feast
She screams Ahmad, Jamie, Hasan come and eat
We outside build a ramp so we can jump our bike
Play outside all day, explore nature, take hike
Pops was the coach, we played baseball and basketball
Moms was the scout coach, parents did it all
Moms was an on call nurse, she work the trauma unit
Pops was an engineer, they made it out and never blew it
We would go on vacation several times a year
To visit our family in the Chi so memories stay clear
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
Summer time, 4th of July family reunions
Easter Sunday, church had us do communion
And every thanksgiving we would get together
Drive through the night to get a plate no matter the weather
The kids sleep in backseat, my moms out cold
Pops hit the joint quick hoping that nobody would know
He tapped the break quick, must've saw a state trooper
Had the pedal to the floor trying to get there sooner
We always stopped for breakfast at Perkins with the lumberjack
I order pancakes, blueberry syrup, double stack
Grandmas first stop, always something cooking
Grandpa sitting at the window, always catch him looking
Everyday was like musical chairs, like where we gonna stay
Aunt Pat, Debbies or Docs, he just around the way
Charmaine, Marvin or Rocks, we had options
Parents pawn kids off like auctions
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
And everything seems big when you just a little kid
Full of mischief, lost in innocence, a hard head
Our asses got tore off, yea we was bad
Can't be soft, streets will eat ya up like Baghdad
And wonder why we walk around and let our pants sag
It's just a style, something for you to glance at
When old heads say, you know back in my day
They don't know how to evolve, they know how to hate
Them words hypocritical coming from me these days
I raise a family of my own, we in a new phase
We all grown up now, we had to change shoes
Looking from a parental view, the same issues
A taste of your own medicine is a life lesson
And if you make that far, take it as a blessing
Try not to watch time pass through an hour glass
Make more memories until it's our last
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
Every blink of an eye a snap shot photo memory
Recording precious moments of the past we call history
I sit back and reminisce about everything
Photogenic memories like a Time Machine
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Writer(s): Jamal Lachapelle
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