From: pharvey@quack.sac.ca.us (Paul Harvey)
Subject: Lyrics: Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth: They reminisce over you.
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Date: Tue, 21 Jul 1992 07:05:14 GMT

I reminisce, I reminisce, -ugh!
I reminisce for a spell or shall I say think back
twenty years ago to keep it on track
the birth of a child on the eight of October
a toast, but my grand daddy came sober
count all the fingers and the toes
now I suppose you hope the little Black boy grows, huh?
eighteen years younger than my mama
but I really got ins with the girl of trauma
in single parent hood, there I stood
by the time she was twenty-one, had another one
this one's a girl, lets name her Pam
same father as the first but you don't give a damn
irresponsible, plain not thinkin'
papa said chill, but the brother keep blinkin'
still he won't down you or tear out you hide
on your side while the baby maker slide
but mama got wise to the game
the youngest of five kids, hon here it is
after ten years without no spouse
mamas gettin' married in the house
listen, positive over negative, call the woman a master
mother queens rise in the chapter
deja vu, tell you what I'm gonna do
when they reminisce over you, my God!

when I think back and recall the man of the family tree
my right hand pappa Doc I see
took me from a boy to a man so I always had a father
when my biological didn't bother
taking care of this, so who am I to finger
not a bad tinker, but I'm clocking pop's liver
but you can never say that his life is through
five kids at twenty-one, believe he got a right to
here we go, while I check the scene
with the Portuguese lover at the age of fourteen
the same age, front page no fuss
but I bet you all they know they live longer that us
never been senile, that's where you're wrong
but give the man a taste and he's gone
noding off sleep to a jazz tune
I can hear his head banging on the wall in the next room
I get the pillow and hope I don't wake-um
for this man to cuss hear it all in verbatum
telling me how to raise my boy unless he's takin' over
I said pop, maybe when you're older
you laughed all night about the hookers at the party
my old man standing yelling good God almighty
use your condom, take sips of the booze
when they reminisce over you, for real!

I reminisce so you never forget this
the days of way back, so many bear witness, the fitness
take the first letter out of each word in this joint
listen close as I prove my point
T to the R or O Y, how you doin' -ah?
meet in the front of big Lou's fighting in the street
but only you say what took many time to see
I dedicate this to you for believing in me
rain or shine, yes in any weather
my grandma Pam holds the family together
my uncle Doc's the greatest, better yet the latest
if we're talking about a car uncle Sterling got the latest
I strive to be live 'cause I got no choice
and run my own business like my aunt Joyce
so Pete Rock hit me, 'nuff respect due
when they reminisce over you, listen!

listen, just listen
to the funky song
as I rock on
and that's where it's born
to the one and only 
ever meet another
he was my brother
Trouble T. Roy
it's like that y'all
and it don't stop