They Reminisce Over You (T.R.O.Y.)

I reminisce, I reminisce, uh (I reminisce, I reminisce) Yeah (I reminisce, I reminisce) (I reminisce, I reminisce) (I reminisce, I reminisce) I reminisce for a spell, or shall I say think back 22 years ago to keep it on track The birth of a child on the eighth of October A toast but my granddaddy came sober Countin' all the fingers and the toes Now I suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh 18 years younger than my mama But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama In single parenthood there I stood By the time she was 21, had another one This one's a girl, let's name her Pam Same father as the first but you don't give a damn Irresponsible, plain not thinking Papa said, "Chill" but the brother keep winking Still he won't down you or tear out your 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 Momma's gettin' married in the house Listen, positive over negative for the women and master Mother queen's risin' a chapter Déjà vu, tell you what I'm gonna do When they reminisce over you, my God My God It's so, yeah, so lovely That's how we like to do it in the 90's Pete Rock and CL Smooth comin' atcha When I date back, I recall a man off the family tree My right hand, Poppa 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 bicker? Not a bad ticker but I'm clocking pop's liver But you can never say that his life is through Five kids at 21, believe he got a right too Here we go while I check the scene With the Portuguese lover at the age of 14 The same age, front page, no fuss But I bet you all your dough, they live longer than us Never been senile, that's where you're wrong But give the man a taste and he's gone Noddin' 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 him For this man do cuss, hear it all in verbatim Tellin' me how to raise my boy unless he's taking over I said pop maybe when you're older We laughed all night about the hookers at the party My old man standing yelling good God, Almighty Use your condom, take sips of the brew When they reminisce over you, for real For real, baby like that we for real Comin' atcha in '92 Pete Rock and CL Smooth Yeah, c'mon, hit me 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-O-Y, how did you and I meet? In front of Big Lou's, fighting in the street But only you saw what took many time to see I dedicate this to you for believing in me Rain or shine, yes in any weather My grandmom 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 word is bond I'm not playin' Everybody, just coolin' This song we dedicate To the one and only Never be another He was my brother Trouble T-Roy It's like that y'all And it don't stop Pete Rock and CL Smooth for '92 And we out, later