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everybody came around
Welcome
It's here

Last summer we took threes across the board
But by fall we were a cover story, "now in stores"
Make us poster
The night closes in on another day
As the oldest game's gettin' underway
On the minds of a million people
Body wishes

So you climb on the carousel
left with a whole lotta truth
We're all left with a whole lotta truth

Oh, I guess a lotta sad people grew up on that hot, summer day
One more big
forty below on these cowards, early nigga
Outlaw status only got these niggaz on freeze
Get down and lay down, Draw heat and protect your self
Rule'
me to finish write this paragraph
I remember when we all shoved snow frost bites and all
Temperature forty below
You used to call me lazy cause I
Yo, all the fans we love y'all
We gon' make one fo' the haters like fuck that

Old school nine eight can you see the Camilion
Below in the celing
Tired of mild reform
Sick of hand-me-downs
We topple all the theories to the ground:
All real change
Must come from below
Our bosses must live in
to live this way, like every day is a holiday.
At the harvest time, when the work is done.
And I celebrate by worshiping the earth and the sun
We always
That be ten marks

Do you have a sand-fish here?

Sand-fishie?
The eye's ten marks
The fishie is forty

Hey!
Hey, listen!

Jawohl!

The people in your
On hardwood floor in the living room
Tore the carpet the scratches below that we found
And the wine stain on the couch
We got drunk and decided we’d still
the summer sun
For the nigga that tried to dis us, we know he's the dumber one
When you hear the Sheep are rocking be on the lookout
Cause we gather more
Now when I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters and O's
Forty-fours under my clothes, I'm drunk and blowed
And I done told them boys if they play I
of entertainment meets the lust for blood and demerits, cutters of the pie throw your summers in the sky, collar pop jolly roger, die motherfucker die, apache
with all of my homeboys
Then we go back to school, yeah
(Her titties bigger than they were last summer, know what I'm sayin'?)
With a mouthful of beer
a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in
a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in
ready to die in the ride
I wish the summer's vibe could've lasted forever
To bad we had to have a change in that weather.. that shit was beautiful
it out
As you keep chasing the light

Remember back when you slept on my floor
Blow up mattress down by the door
Ten pounds heavier from wasted time
We
and went out to by a ticket
When I got up the the door the bouncer checking ID's
Looks at mine and he's like "Nah we don't take these"
I tried to reach
she did was just brag
I mean bad we know your coat cost a lot
You didn't have to leave on the price tag
And count the times her stomach got plump
this
Everything could have been so perfect
But life ain't a fairytale, I'm about to be hoist up in the air
Forty feet below me, there's people everywhere
Forty feet below me there's people everywhere
I don't even know but who feel like they know me 'cause I'm in this Ferris wheel
And all I wanna do is go
this? 
Everything could have been so perfect but life ain't a fairy tale. 
I'm about to be hoisted up in the air
Forty feet below me there's people
a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint 

That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti 
Like the body cool  keep the strap up by the naughties