Lyrics:
longer able
So I carry a cane
Crippled by this burden
My mark of shame
Allow me to serenade you
Calm foolish soul of mine
What you seek has long since
drank or smoked a thing
In over twenty two days
So get off my case, get off my case, off of my case!
Here they come marching down the street
Like
drank or smoked a thing
In over twenty two days
So get off my case, get off my case, off of my case!
Here they come marching down the street
Like
drink, oh, hell nah
He must be tryin' to kill my buzz
I will not budge, so what the deal, ridaz?
Now here they all come and they got your back in, like,
of the best in the city
White Mic, Nathan C, Marvin Upshaw, Short Shane (rest in peace)
Dean Lucas, Dj LooneyTunes, Mark Mirage, and Knucklehead
Who you
nigga
Oh mark ass nigga, come oh my god, bro here comes that weak ass nigga Samuel
night
all night
drive all night
drive on
ready or not here we come
ready or not here we come
ready or not here we come
ready or not here we come
ready
Damn, I'm wishing you were here
Summer's little mystery
Please, just keep it save
Chorus:
Sea is holding sand by the waves
Do you feel the wind
If you refuse to quit, turn this up
Clouds will come
Rain will storm
You shouldn't fear
You can't end here
I was born in '91 and they called me
the depths of the sea
I know how much you want to spend these next months with me
I gotta tell you something, so come here and listen closely
How do I say
Are you ready for death?
Here's your cemetery plot
[Kamikaze]
Animosity pushes me to killa dreams in my sleep -
Fatal thoughts of puttin' punk
Summer, you old Indian Summer
You're the tear that comes after June times laughter
You see so many dreams that don't come true
Dreams we fashioned
Summer, you old Indian Summer
You're the tear that comes after June time's laughter
You see so many dreams that don't come true
Dreams we
Summer, you old Indian Summer
You're the tear that comes after June time's laughter
You see so many dreams that don't come true
Dreams we
Summer, you old Indian Summer
You're the tear that comes after June time's laughter
You see so many dreams that don't come true
Dreams we
Summer, you old Indian Summer
You're the tear that comes after June time's laughter
You see so many dreams that don't come true
Dreams we
It's like I'm sitting at a bus stop waiting for a train
Exactly how I got here is hard to explain
My heart's in the right place, what's left
minutes later
When time has come my days are numbered
The dawning of another year
Marks time for those who understand
One in four still here
While
Tell me all your needs
All your hopes and your dreams
How you’ll make your mark
Tell me what you fear
What you hate, why you’re here
I promise it’s
and thieves
Do you wonder what mark you may leave on your family tree?
One day when the planet is all run by robots
cnd life here on Earth has all been forgot
Keepers Baby
Out Here PT.1 & 2
I'm the type to stand out
Never took a hand out
I got my shit planned out
Watch my plans pan out
W.O.H.
Never ran from
wrong?
Was it me this time?
I thought that I was strong
By now I'm crying
In a sea of tears
I'm fighting the mark of the beast
The reaper he id here for
scared you won't meet me here
Horrified of losing my chance
Waiting for that love at first glance
Red ribbon, tied up by a string
I feel your soul is
past the freezing mark and Factor Wind Chill,
Its been cold winter but now the summer’s here
I do my thing king, these are my wonder years
Im going Fred
Discuss these here comes summer by mark wynter Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In