Lyrics:
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
and it’s jarring
I want all the smoke but I’m not into sparring
I'm not into sparring
I ain't into practice
Smart like A.I.
I’m about to move past them
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
I don’t wanna change
Things ain’t been the same
It ain’t going my way
Yeah ain’t going my way
I don’t know what to say
Get up out my face
Yeah I
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
(((And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes
right out of those woods
Old Dillon had a million tales but he sung me one refrain
And I recall that song by John Dillon James
One July Monday morning
Intro:
Say, say (Ooh)
Say, ooh
Say, say (Ooh)
Say, ooh
Salt: Yeah, what's up baby
Man: Oh, I'm chillin'
Salt: You know, you got me thinkin' about
Need euros Ginobli, more rings like im Kobe
They want the shine but i grind by my lonely
Fuck all the oppers now act like they know me
Im fuckin they
other then me moping about it
I really doubt it
Wow, I really need it; a feeling, a title to salvage
When the world has come and gone we were all just
s, get busy (*drum roll*), aw
On the keys my man James, what you doin back there? (*piano plays*), aw yeah
So we about to do it a little somethin
hear about
Wordsworth and Coleridge, baby?
Did you ever hear about Wordsworth and Coleridge?
They were smokin' up in Kendal
By the lakeside
Can you
The status change on them
Yeah the status change on them
Status change
Leveled up cleaned up Got my grind game up.
Lord knows that I gave my all
The status
ignorance
Once the reaper comes
Because you got told about the cure by your drink doctor
Go back on the bright, straighten up your life
To you we do implore
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
s, get busy (*drum roll*), aw
On the keys my man James, what you doin back there? (*piano plays*), aw yeah
So we about to do it a little somethin
GET YOURS!! [Flavor Flav]
[Ice Cube]
Five niggaz on the roof with the proof
And one went out
White boy wanna know what it's all about
Back in St. Louis
Big bank take lil' bank, so let's play
On the block with all my ice on, ain't nothin change
If I die, bury me with my chain, uh-huh
Posted up in my hood
we don't need to sparklers or nothin',
Just keep the bottles coming all night
Yeah so bring the Veuve Clicquot
We about to hit the big 3.O
Party
stand by her
Tell you what the blood concealed
Son of Jude I Arm
Son of Ham I am
O ye haters of Ham
All you sayings are damned
It's all going
ass out, he don't want no static
Dunkin' on these niggas like I'm KD, nigga
Makin' all the shots like I'm Curry, niggas
Makin' MVP like LeBron James
about our glory, wanna steal my baby's shine
All my friends
Think I should love you anyway
My friend James
Says I should love you anyway
And that's
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
of the U.S.A.
Over 200 years ago they shook off the chains of tyranny from Great Britain By divine call
Citing 27 biblical violations they wrote
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