Lyrics:
the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe
that extends
to success cause I was made to prosper
My little project prima donna made my roster proper
They told me life is full of test but they don't give you proctors
I
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
ever since I was a kid
On my red dirt bike, and my blue Texan
Spend a lot long summer nights
With the hood out in the satellites
Ain't the kind
knows you’ll pay for all your dirty tricks
Mary Anne she tore my hair and Mary Jane my coat
And Ms. McCann took some young man who took me by the throat
Having conversations with mama, man my life is a mess
Ain't been returning the texts, so she been reading the press
She got Google Alerts, them
slapped her with coffy
We don't play disrespect but that was the day that we met
Summer jam O 2, I hit the stage with my set
But her man, he was from
hang with a young man who's doin his thang?
Speak up, I wanna know if you can keep up
Timberland boots for girls, with the tree stump
Baggy sweatsuits,
ma**age you while you ma**age me, mami
But can you hang with a young man who's doin his thang?
Speak up, I want to know if you can keep up
Timberland
will waste the whole damn day
Last Tuesday I woke up late
Or was that the Thursday
I got a package by mail
Or maybe that was today
Lonely summer
Please
Told me call Karl Kani, and all my other brothers
I told my sister Walker, who was the smoothest talker
Negotiate the deal with them other money stalkers
wrongs man, go fix that stuff
Or one day they won't be there like they once was
Don't let them
Don't let them tell you who you are
You've been scarred
Thursday already
A cabin fever dream too rough for me
I'm waiting for the lightning to strike me twice
Oh, baby, you know
I'll dissolve you with a poor man's
my momma the worst of the sun
Momma, I'm sorry
Paranoia had her hopin' them boys gon' come
Won't just take my summers away, yeah
Seventeen, we was
Now why this man's soul was bleeding
The angel had to understand
So invisible, he stood by him
And then gently touched his hand
Which
84 drop top riding around with no ceilings
She 34
Giving me top
No feelings
I have a weakness for Cuban women who don't speak English
My word play so
Momma Told Me B Nice
Featuring J Dot
Produced by Canis Major
Hook
Sending you positive vibes for ya Monday’s, and ya Tuesday’s, wet Wednesday’s,
was there when it hurt
Then spending time with them
Man you know ain't nothing betta
Sometimes I have to make a Summer day
Rollin on my sports bike, not
don't wear a suit
Nope
But I'm your Donna
This is like a prayer
By Madonna
I'm giving you love and you feeling it
Eeling it
ECG got nothing on you
You
So that was the first big weekend of the summer... Starts Thursday as usual with a canteen quiz and again no-one wins the big cash prize. Later I do
was burning
To say what was going through his mind
This summer, he tells me, was something like
This: "If I'm going to say this
I'm going to be
Better
give me strength and give my mom some too
They was always raised to think there's nothing God won't do
Please cover my cousin Omar
Swear that man got no
Say it or say it, getting scammed by Shaylin, now my brain is failing
Slurp it was prevailing, was a wh wh wh wh while back
You're cruisin' for
slapped her with coffy
We don't play disrespect but that was the day that we met
Summer jam O 2, I hit the stage with my set
But her man, he was from
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