paroles de chanson Remind Me Again - Ka-Flame

I've been avoiding all the schemes, now I'm back up on the scene
What if all ya nightmares, turned into some dreams
Quiet ass whispers, turned into some screams
Just to slow it down, they be turning to that lean
It's Ka-Flame, the return of the King
Just think of all the dough, that we can earn, as a team
My flow is so dope, like I done learned it, from the fiends
Being broke as a joke, it ain't as funny, as it seems
So if you run up, might get burned up, by that beam
A real OG, is standing firm, on the scene
They saying that cash rules, they concerned, with the cream
I still ain't made it rich, can't determine what that mean, but

Damn, can you remind me again?
Why this shit be feeling like, I'm doing time in the pen?
Talking 20 something years, all the time that I spend
Got me thinking, will I shine in the end?
Damn, can you remind me again?
Why this shit be feeling like, I'm doing time in the pen?
Talking 20 something years, all the time that I spend
Got me thinking, will I shine in the end?

Since 95', I was vibing, to them beats
Surviving, look at how they riding, in these streets
So many niggas dying, cause they're sliding, when it's beef
45' on my side, put ya pride, on to sleep
The truth, they'll hide, but them lies, they'll leak
That bullshit, you guys, up and tried, it was weak
Still no surprise, don't decide, shit for me
The Flame, I provide, leave ya fried, from this heat
They thinkin' why, don't I just supply it, for the free?
The crazy thing, they saying that they'll buy it, if it's cheap
Shark infested waters, take a dive, shit is deep
Rapper appetizers, can't deny, what I eat

Damn, can you remind me again?
Why this shit be feeling like, I'm doing time in the pen?
Talking 20 something years, all the time that I spend
Got me thinking, will I shine in the end?
Damn, can you remind me again?
Why this shit be feeling like, I'm doing time in the pen?
Talking 20 something years, all the time that I spend
Got me thinking, will I shine in the end?

See I'm just writing to my beats, with the snares
Headed to the top, you might see me, when you're there
They rapping alright, but, I don't see nothing rare
When they're on the mic, they be teaching, despair
The shit that I recite, they can't reach, or compare
They know that I'm a star, they can't speak, so they stare
My middle fingers high, I got each, in the air
On this road to riches, gotta keep me a spare
It's like we in a war, that we didn't even declare
They flirting round with death, but the reaper prepared
Never had shit, so I'm keeping my share
Still don't give a fuck, they trying to see, if I care

Damn, can you remind me again?
Why this shit be feeling like, I'm doing time in the pen?
Talking 20 something years, all the time that I spend
Got me thinking, will I shine in the end?
Damn, can you remind me again?
Why this shit be feeling like, I'm doing time in the pen?
Talking 20 something years, all the time that I spend
Got me thinking, will I shine in the end?