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Summer Rain 

Why's it gotta rain in the summer
The sky's changing colors
Is God crying for us?
Why's it gotta rain in the summer
The worlds under

thing made in the States now is content
Renewed our lease so we're part of the problem
Patch it with a poster from the Summer Box Office
Spend Sunday

Myintrotoletuknow

OutKast

Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

1994

I'm in the slammer for the summer
But now it is the fall, I'm havin' a ball, makin' my nickel sacks crawl
'Til my niggas got to servin' when they beep

Renegade

Jay-Z

The Blueprint

2001

Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around, now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without

Late night drinking in the summer time
I was kinda bored so I hit your line
Now you dancing by my side
Life doesn’t get better
Late night drinking in

a problem right now if we ever had a problem then
Ain't got too much to say 'cause she swallowing
Want me to open up the gate, you gotta call it in
She

can't tell ya
But catalog this shit as the best of Mandela
I tear apart gods
Separate head from neck and call it Apartheid

With the bloodclaat

I love it when she call me
I love it when she call me
I love it when she call me
I love it when she call me
I love it when she call me
I love it when

stallone I deliver demolition
Hesitation missing
Jumping cause I'm froggy
Someone call the cops it's a killer in the lobby
Stella rosa wine going in and out

faded, getting faded, yeah
I'm getting faded, getting faded, getting faded
Might be chilling by myself, or I'll call a couple brodies
Then we blowing major

bought a cat from the shelter and the cat would rather live in poverty than be with me
God, life is just so hard (Oh my god. It's literally summer)
Okay

Mic, mic, mic
Yeah we good now
Turn the vocals down a little bit, just a little bit
I want it loud

Here's my moment of clarity
I've been

Little Kim:
Big Momma, keys in Tiawana
Some call me Donna Karan or Armani
Gats for the poonani
For brown nose pussy crushers
Cap peelin others. Ignorant

you talk, boo
We don't do drive-by's
Have bro walk down and chalk you
I just went copped a new Glock out the box
Everything in that package was all new

like gimme more
We was posted by the liquor store
Hiding work up in the dresser draw
We them niggaz they been checkin for
And she been on it better check

is like seasons
Summer, spring, winter, fall

We used to be like Mae and Al Capone
I didn't know that anything was wrong
But it was by a thread that we

juggling my bean bags
I went from spin the bottle to kiss the model
Take 3 more seconds we gon’ find
Out if she spit's or swallows
I heard it’s a recession

raygun
Pop him like a zombie since he always wanna say sum
Boy you ain't from Nuketown we knew you came from
Spinning the mystery box I knife it for that

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
She sayin' she love me, but I call it lust
Played me like a dummy and fucked up my trust
now my heart in a box and it wont

years of my life

Now it's the summer
And I couldn't feel better
Runs on sunny beaches
And corny love letters
Day by day I'm getting more attached
Me

a done deal get the bills out the safe
Haters gone hate keep the pole by the waist
No hand shakes we just nod and we straight
Wrap it up quick another deal

It's only the man in me
God forgive me, this man deceased (God forgive me)
We'll cut off your hands, come see (hey)
Rup up and score on the opps by

and the speed picks up
August day, a problem springs up
Summers coming to an end, I get resistant
Do you think we got the legs for the distance?
Sit down by

2020 started wrong
When We went to Iran
Vivid memories coming through 11th Septem
So many lives lost for oil it burns through the skin
Can’t happen