the song

I remember:
I wantchu to sit backClose your eyesAnd think of all those wonderful timesThat we used to have, yeahNow I know things aren't the way They used to be right nowBut they are gonna get better, some dayAnd I know thatEver since I was about twelve, that's when they documented meA gang member let me tell you my, autobiographyI can't let it, turn me frenetic, it must be geneticTo get in trouble with the law, take on the realestWrite on the walls, that's what I used to doSmokin' a joint or two, Lil' Rob getting a little blazed Walking through my concrete maze, remember the days?Remember goin' to the store, lookin' at a track, smokin' a sackBut the vato was older too, get him stoned, then jack it backI remember the guero, he used to look at us all, funny and strangeBecause me pants was bigger than his, now they all wear em the sameI used to get jealous; Wondering why they never had the same rice?Is it because I'm burnin' natos down, eating menudo, frijoles, and rice?Someone instead of me, all of this insanityI'm not understanding you never understandin meWhether the mayoralty get's the priority over the streetWe become the majority inflateThe incredible rate, controling our fateControling our state's, and I can't waitRemember you told me I'll never amount to anything?That I'll probably at the street, sellin' motaMethamphetamines, so whatIt made me an extra buck when I was shit out of luck And let them do the same to holmes if you was stuck toChorus:And I remember it was not easyThat's what everybody says but not meWicked ass times on S.D. streetsBut I still love them And had to have themAnd I rememberRemembering the things we used to do Places we used to go, yeahAnd I remember kicking under the street lamp, smoking a JHearing my homie say 'Hey homie, pass that joint this way'And this was everyday and everynight was the sameWe didn't call each other by the first or last but by the nicknamesDreamer, P-wee, also Negro, to name a few, that passed awayRest In Peace, thee others gone away, with the blues, Remember the thing's we used to do? Can nobody take it away from usWe used to live life dangerous, and blew away like angel dustBetter known as pezetas, so leva stay away from metichesAnd chepas talking mentiras, cuase the can't beat usMira, Little Rob on his Lowrider, bicicleta, looking for muñecasBeautiful, like Aztecas, but when it comes to love F**k with the agony for the ecstasy, what goes around, goes aroundSo baby don't mess with me, don't be testing meCause Little Rob be, one of a kind, original and individualUnforgettable, memorable, indelible, incredible, infallibleChorus:And I remember it was not easyThat's what everybody says but not meWicked ass times on S.D. streetsBut I still love them And had to have themAnd I rememberI remember the things we used to do Places we used to go, yeahGive all my love to mi madre, padrebrother and sister, and all of my sangreEnemy's chale, me vale verga, estas afuera, mirando pa'dentroYou wanna come in but you can't, because were not allowed no mensosThrew you away like a pencil, give you away like a utensilJust when you think you had a grip on life, that's when you let go Ready set go, it's a race to the finish, and only the best always winAnd I'm prepared to take you to ?? so let's finish businessWhat is this, had they becomin' witnesses? I don't know nothin' I didn't hear nothin', I don't see nothin', that's what I learned when I was a kidAs long with respect, those who respect you, forget about the one'sThat forget about you, my bikes a collection, is a collection, never a big sectionOf mi vida; memories, I need'cha, like a jock that needs his shoesI wish I could go back, and do it all over againAnd I know that ain't happenin', and so I sit rememberin'Chorus:And I remember it was not easyThat's what everybody says but not meWicked ass times on S.D. streetsBut I still love them And had to have themAnd I rememberI remember, everythingEverything we used to doAnd I remember

EXPLANTION:
I like this song for because it shows how many people live their lives. Remembering a lot of the things they use to do and how things change so much. How a lot of friends change come and go. How the things we use to do change so dramatically, from playing simple games to committing little crimes. It talks about how we are depicted as a group just a bunch of criminals. It just shows how many of us live our lives.