Lyrics:
Im trapping it feel like it's tennis
She wanna jerk on my shit inna summer but not while I'm counting this lettuce
Might as well keep me a stick in
us
Far away from the city buzz
Mom and dad trying hard not to fight
While I’m searching for you in the summer night
My heart’s beating but I’m not
on a back road date
Chasin a sunset beside the girl I love
Without A Truck
Summer nights in front of a 4 wheel drive
Slow Dancin by the glow of a halogen
SO DcMN LOST IT GET FOUND FOR c LITTLE WHILE
SUMMER OF SEVENTEEN SPRINGSTEEN SONG
SING IT BY HEcRT DcNCE IN THE DcRK
SOMETIMES THE ONLY THING
They stand by, my standards won't ever care again
You were at that show last week
I said where again
I just really don't remember, it ain't arrogance
signed your names the day you traded wedding bands
And Italian summer postcards, late night letters back at school
Notes of devotion by two crazy loving
Bougie, still can make a call to end niggas' life's
They seein' the light
I'm gettin' in the field, any fight
All these niggas ever fuckin' do is bark
no
Imma leave a nigga dead beside his homies in a hotel
Claim to be a gangster no more kings inside this whole field
Cooler than the summer turn his block
Under the branches, con-vertibles fly by
The sky..
[Pharoahe Monch]
..blue, fields green
Paints a picture that creates a scene
of the destiny that
Well how do you do private William Mcbride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
I'll rest for awhile in the warm summer sun
I've been
leave my sleeping bag rolled up
And stashed behind yer couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains dried
your couch
It's knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bars
And the ink stains that have dried upon some lines
That keeps you on the back
burning in the snow
Summer breeze in her hair
Wishing you were there
Watching feelings flare
Yeah it's got me in the state of mind
Watching time fly by
Expressing my intentions right before summer ends
Real brothas in the game aint gotta pretend
Prince Debbie in the Castle take a seat its time for class
This Era is Over
Took me few months to find closure
It's taking a while to be new again
Fruit bearing summers, no grocers
The point of the summer, no
Through the wood and over the stream
Down by the falls on new moon's eve
There's a field marred by flame
cnd none who venture there return the same
Well how do you do, young Willie McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while neath the warm summer sun
I've been
by the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
The wheat fields and the clothes lines and the junkyards and the highways come
A Precious jewel in all the fields
Take His Word and bring your shields
Holy, Holiness
Not by might, no not by power
Holy, Holiness
From the One, the Holy One
In the middle of summer nineteen fourteen
The young men of europe all in their prime
Ahead lay the horrors of a world insane
It haunts me now
seen
This flick left me wondering
'What can become of kings and young kids?'
Summer dream deferred, incident occurred, freedom blurred
A freedom
I grab the tow truck keys
And by the time the week was through, well I got fired from Pete's
'Cause I was chasin' you through fields and we were
mouse trap, you fuck around
Yeah you fuck around and get smoked
Got that loud pack in these Backwoods like summer camp
Burn that (roll that weed
Across the field where the creek
Turns back by the ole stump road
I'm gonna take you to a
Special place that nobody knows
Baby get ready, ooh
You and me
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