Lyrics:
Summer sun
Where have you gone
I've been waiting for so long
We used to burn at 100 degrees
Now I only feel the breeze from
My sum, my sum, my sum
My
Tolerated by some like some monster
But they all come back for advice like a doctor
So here’s a story yeah it goes something like this
Now that things are
get everything you ever wanted baby
That's my word
Trust, my niggas come home from long bids
They check for me before they see their own kids
I
So implored you are by me to cease all protest to my cause
And shall I sit idly by whilst my kingdom's crops die?
Sit idly so though not being
Yo yo
This song is dedicated to Greg Barrett
Shout out to him for confronting his bully
Yeah
So anybody out there that's been bullied
Like myself
ya plan by showing ya hand
And as a woman I can never teach you how to be a man
So stand
On your own
Fix ya crown on ya throne
And if you see something
it down
While I cock back the long three pound
You're upstairs boning, not knowing that I'm scheming
Just the right time kid, it's twelve in
wallet Then keep it simple so I can simply put u in my budget
Be true yh yh
Be true Bedi nukr3
Be true yh yh
Be true don't come pretend
Be true yh yh
a three-peat
But I've been gone so long though
Right now inside my car doors
Tryna stay away from the opps bro
But everyone I see is playing like opps though
Oh
will look back in disgust
And discuss
How we treated each other
Haunted by a past
They wished didn’t last
So long they couldn’t forget it
But instead
I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin be -are-e-a-d way before this rap game nigga been town
Thought you theezy, for sheezy,
bedroom
Listening to 3 shotgun blasts
She must have been praying
Please kill me now
I just can’t listen to any more
Of them shotgun sounds
To my way
then I might not be right here
Been in the dark so long, don't know the light here
But I'm just reachin' for the stars like Buzz Lightyear (Jesus)
always on the go
Bro been season with the chips, so his ruffle bag swole
Couple liters when I slip, that's that THC gulp
Couple heaters in this bitch in
always been too loud
Won't you help me drown it out?
And When I feel
What I'm feeling is so real
I'm a massive spinnin' wheel
Always digging in my
by myself man i been thru no coaching
With fashion and style man im stepping like an OG
(Fashion and style)
Believing this my time so im steping like
Money or the bitches, nigga Imma need the bag
I been down too long, nigga Imma need it bad
I know I been gone, I been cooking in the lab
Now I’m
true, sir.
We're Who's who, sir.
I'm a Who and so is she
Mayor & Mrs. Mayor:
We're tiny little people blowing by in the air,
Wonder how and why
We're
it hot at whoever or so it seems
Niggas that getting hot not this hot nigga very hot
See it in your eyes niggas ready to die
But as long as I'm
screamin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule]
Murder INC. is my blood..
We go through the pain together.. by any means
Poppin it hot at whoever.. or so it seems
today
As the cock was crowing the night away the Lord appeared in
A dream to me and said "I'm coming your guest to be."
So I've been busy with feet
I feel so lonesome I could cry
Count the hours as they roll by
It's day time now
I think I'll make a call
Hello long distance, calling long
It's 3am that time again
Where I'm still awake while they're sleeping
It's 3am that time again
Where I'm all alone and I've had too many
Long nights
to blow
Lastly you see:
Me, be three by three
Firing these things called TNT
Fire these things called TNT
These things called TNT
They call me TNT
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