I like the colors of the rainbow Everytime I see them shine I like the grace of an eagle Everytime I see it fly I like the summer breeze on my skin That
Pendulum stops and falls away Life sifted through like sand Storms of summer rain Flooding lifelines in our hands Our skin of blood and bone Gently close
Her Lights Out, And She Still Shine, I Hate To See Her Go, But I Love To Watch Her Leave But I Keep Her Running Back And Forth Like A Soccer Team, Cold As A Winter Day, Hot As A Summer
to be tall While I told Cheapshot to stare the beat on You know it's on, you can check my grin Every [?] got bumps like infected skin I don't got big
I'd go back to December all the time These days I haven't been sleeping Staying up playing back myself leaving When your birthday passed and I didn't call And I think about summer
's hand In a desperate land Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain And all the children are insane All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain
Lions in the street and roaming Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming A beast caged in the heart of a city The body of his mother Rotting in the summer ground
With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green Your smile is like a breath of spring You voice is soft like summer rain
-yeah Summer jam alright Hey-yeah ooh hey-yeah This ain't nothing but a summer jam Brown skin and Cinnamon dance (whoo-hoo) This ain't nothing but a summer
rhythms This was back when Rap city used to play the jams This is how I first heard about the Wutang Clan Banged 36 chambers all summer long And to this day canopy's my favorite summer
I have felt winter snow Melting as it touches my skin I have cried heartaches tears As summer came shuffling in I've run barefoot across moonlit sand
Chorus One for the corner Two for the train Three for the kids with the beats on their brains Four for the sunshine that's blazing hot It's all we got
go but I love to watch her leave But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer's eve Young Money thieves
card all gray now It's scratched up from constant usage Girl kidnapper, pop tags off tags Poppa makin' monster music And still I Cosa Nostra Big roaster, skin
I go back to December all the time These days, I haven't been sleeping Staying up, playing back myself leaving When your birthday passed, and I didn't call Then I think about summer
made me The man I am today Tracy, I'm in love with you No matter what you weigh 'Cause without love Life is like the seasons with no summer Without
Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for