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lirik lagu remember – tamo

first things first, whatever you’re claiming to do
i did it backthen, when you were still sitting in school
rapping for true, kathmandu’s street cats strugglin
like my man pemba way back when he was hustlin for the rent
born rebel started smoking brown sugar
at the age of 15, chilling around users
heading down to the road, two blocks from my home
in panchayat boudha zone, tryna collect doe
for a poka sh-t, got older really quick
time p-ssed on, in the evening, orange sky
observing the streets like the biggboss
rocking flip flops near my block
munching pani puri, sippin pani from the plate
watching cuties taking breaks
rip to milan yo missing’em days chilling in the stairs
leaning on the wall, legs crossed in nepal
charged with that tango, balling till i’m bankrupt
home girls asking me to chill, they be paying the bill
for real, i’m trill, regular late night koras with my crew
om maney peme hu, exploring as i move
where the glitter liez
brick city’s lifestyle’s been defined by load shedding and bandas
no sh-t i got dope connections, i’ll hook you up with what you need
saman or some weed. in the streets, i’m on that veteran sh-t
had hoes in line for me on some frens n benefit sh-t
they be falling in love with my rhetoric b-tch

idolizing ogs, following their footsteps
whats next partying with the party guys
starting fights, death threat from different tols
wanted status, making doe wit the baddest big homies who
be moving grams up and down
and other homies making money thru tender
on the side, i be hopping on bikes, all modified
with my hair all burgundy, porkupine sharp
certainly, with the cold wind, blowing my hair
moving slow, tripple load and the roads all broken
homie switching gears, older crews sipping beers
near crowded pool halls, i’m with my dawgs
up in mahankal, moms bhatti with pats from
different part of town
sipping tea, making g, park around my mans liquor store
contemplating about our plans in the tol
senior bros telling stories in the corner
some homies never sober, always getting high
i be texting pretty eyez, visualize
all the peeps i used to chill with are hustlers
stars, entrepreneurs in nepal
i’m joining forces now, with my rap group
intruding nephop, leaving ya’ll mad shook

- tamo

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