| I used to be in the hot sun
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| Hand on my gun, rocking a big pun
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| In my black Sony head phones
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| Walking to catch the train
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| Making a three hour trip from the south side to the north
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| It hand print
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| The star was a dwarf, 'til he found his way through the course
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| A young rap legend here to carry the torch
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| I do this shit for my people, of course
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| Take it back to the essence, gotta get back to the source
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| Til' my voice is hoarse, I did it on my own
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| Rock out like Goliath, and throw stones
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| I was made for this, raised a fist to Jaysus Crist
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| The fade is crisp, you paid for this
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| You lacking nutrition, in a Shinobi expedition
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| You get your misery hit and who you kidding?
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| The chain cold like white kittens
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| Niggas plotting on the god, they tripping
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| Summer don’t go away
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| In the fall, I hope the summer stay
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| In the spring, I wish the summer came
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| In the winter, catch me dancing in summer flames
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| Summer don’t go away
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| In the fall, I hope the summer stay
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| In the spring, I wish the summer came
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| In the winter, catch me dancing in summer flames
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| Summer don’t go away
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| In the fall, I hope the summer stay
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| In the spring, I wish the summer came
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| In the winter, catch me dancing in summer flames
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| Summer don’t go away
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| In the fall, I hope the summer stay
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| In the spring, I wish the summer came
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| In the winter, catch me dancing in summer flames
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| Summer don’t go away
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| Summer don’t go away
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| Summer don’t go away
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| In the fall, I hope the summer stay |