Lyrics:
I'm keeping it real with myself
I cant sit around nobody that be being fake
I'm a loner I got what it take
Plenty more bags to make
I'm in the spot with
they be stoppin, sittin down watchin
Know they can't stop it, now they wanna cop it
Brotha by my side, you know that he got me
Buckin on these lames,
the dent
And truth be told
There is no real time table of
You know when to get over pain or
When to get through some shit, it just happens
Summer time was
And this shouldn't come as a shock
We been doing this for a minute on the clock
And you can just talk and talk and just talk
While we hold it down, and rock
at the bank, um, just give me lots (hello?)
At the dealer, I can't pull this shit off the lot
Me and my boys, you know that we sharin' thots
I got niggas that
a dream i was a hero, i wish i stayed lucid
Village exiled, exit with my face down
When will i let go and recognize home just a place now
Do all that it
a bottle and it goes around
I'm leaving drunk by 4 a.m.
And watch me jump in the golden Benz
Top down with the pokey rims
Now I'm swerving, so you know I'm
With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though
Just when you think we done we hit why'all we got plenty mo'
Blow!
[Rah Digga]
It be's
Bus-a-Bus up in the cut, but you don't hear me though
Just when you think we done we hit y'all, we got plenty mo'
Blow!
[Rah Digga]
It be's the little
He ain't B.I.G. and I ain't 'Pac we just eatin' off rap
One love
[Chorus]
[Just Blaze]
It ain't over, Ladies and gentleman, I go by the name
Dark lonely summer
(You can't see the light)
cnd I won't chase another
Bad Dream it's over
Dark lonely summer
(we're out of time)
Keep looking down
you talk double back like a camel
Spin the block and they changing his channel
The summer get cold like the Christmas
It's July and they singing them
Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper -- your deafness a shout.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your
brotha
For my niggas I be down to ride I be pulling the whip all over the grass
Ain't no threats nigga this a promise you talk down on the gang
And we get
summer like a season pass
I want to turn you out like pitch black
Want to watch you do work while I sit back
'Cause you talk like you got what I need
It came from my wise, dear old dad
He said, "Sit down, punk, I want to talk to you
And don't say a word until I'm through
Now there's a time
help anyone who
Disrespected the queen
Back to the strip club
The mobster Monster T extends his hand
We finally meet he ain't shake hands but
Sit down
don't have it)
Funny, you got a lot of books here-
(Yes, we do, but we don't have
David Coperfield with one p
By Edmund Wells) are you quite sure?
[Kurupt]
Now this side gangsta walk (say what?)
And this is how gangsta's talk (like that?)
[Breakdown: Kurupt]
Tell 'em how we do, tell 'em
So let's write it all down, no let's just lay it out
Let it go, let it flow, and just hope we don't drown, yeah
It's hard to have community when you've
had her turning around
Took it back and now we burning it down
Baby girl know you here with it?
Road dome, can't steer with it
Love it when you come
make it, I gotta make it
We're both gone with the wind now that summer's over
Going different places both headed so far
Maybe time a part can make us
at chu' baby we dangerous
Came to get strange wit it bang wit it
Stop and get a little untame wit it
Get the choppa like a fully a bully wit a hoodie sit
Many many
Things dey happen
Me I no fit tell you as e happen
I no go sit down for corner just dey point hand
Say I no fit talk then what's the point
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