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Don't got a boat
Don't got an ocean
Don't got a coast for coasting
Might be cloudy and forty-two
But I'm in a Fourth of July kinda mood

Got Corona

to hell on the quickness
Season of the sickness
Hoes on my line on that bitch shit
I don't wanna hear none of that
Hit that shit once then i pass that shit

can stop and sit

Springtime
The grass is growing right below me
Springtime
I know my summer clothes are lonely
I've grown so much this year I hope they

She said I don't seem traumatized
I reek of someone nurtured by
Parents with investment in
Their son and what he's interested in
She makes me dream

Akati, dai ndiri shiri ndaibhururuka
(If I was a bird, I'd fly away)

He awoke with a start, driven by the hope in his heart
Envisioning the road

Do Not Disturb

Drake

More Life

2017

leave for like three months and six days
Never stick around to see shit change
Get lil' updates, texts in my inboxes have been poppin'
Seasons go by

I tussle? I'm sippin' the migo too high off the brussel sprouts
Niggas pushing 40 in a drought ,Hands on her ankles ,she gon' make that shit
bounce

get Ta-hoes
Haters all in my face, can't see, blindfold
? on my feet, blew right by folks
Stuntin' on sucker niggas is what
I was designed for
Dead

’s
Die before 40
Trying to make a story
In history
Worth the glory
But what exactly is glory
If it isn’t mortified by hatred or suicide
Sometimes its

happy
These MC's are happy with a G
But I'm gonna keep billing up P
'Til the government have to put a bullet
In my Boy Better Know tee
When are these

End of the Age

Metal Church

Hanging in the Balance

their eyes to the truth once again
How is it that you know the season's changing by the leaves
But still you do not know that summer's near?

It's

the rough property lines
Or my brother barefoot
Peering at tadpoles
In a bucket beside the rainwater tank
By the outdoor laundry where the weeds grew high
If

Stuck in my memories
My demons get the best of me
God on my side but the devils always next to me
Everybody out here wanna change like the seasons
For

fourty-four waves
Then they fuck a nigga bitch fourty-four ways
All up in the mouth and they call me colgate
Go so hard nigga no brakes
ISO fall off nigga no

bitches be leaving and thinking that
I am like one of them guys
300 Songs in the vault but I drop when I want cuz I like to do shit by surprise
Soon be

in a gym bag
I'm flaming the forty i ain't even sorry
If you're with your kid
Then I'll put your brain on your shorty
I ain't open that damn Glock for

Copped about a dozen ball
Caps, fitted hats, beanies, and snap backs
'Tis the season to get wasted
Moms in the kitchen, I sneak in and taste it
Feliz

give me patience
I spent 40 days in the basement (cooking)
Late nights, get hazy, hang out, come over
Love me now before summer is over 'cuz

You fine,

Let Me In

D-Loc

Sickology 101

2009

deny me
And I was number one on 103 for forty weeks

[Chorus]

You say you hear me knockin'
So why you don't wanna let me in?
But I ain't buggin',

Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit?
My brick

the jingle in your skele-ton...
Brown sugar cinna-mon
Young sinnermän
What de hell ya 'gwan?!
Lose the cynicism
Carry on, carry on

[ VERSE 2 ]:

E EQUALS MC

Releasing Hypnotical Gases

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion

1991

Twenty-thousand leagues down below,
minus one-hundred and forty-three degrees
Seize the info, gather the archaelogists
The aftermath needs to follow this cause

tucked
Night night, use that pillow like a silencer, from dawn to dusk
Get at me, you niggas gon' see me in gloves
Or see me in clubs with "Summer

worry he’ll be dead in a minute
59 seconds past then I let them shots blast
And I do it quicker than a horny 8 grey class
And sit them in the water like