Tos summertime
(Some hurt time have a brawl
Some're blind but we laugh it off)
VERSE
Life is like a summer, yes
The spring and in the winter we be under stress
Over stress and overworked, well-underpaid
-In these days you gotta wonder if you overstayed
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Overpaid the blunder that the meters say
The meter makes the hunger; even reason grey
The reaching stretch your lumbar like a season laid
The fees they take from under what your breathing paid
The wheezing and the lungs they keep the squeeze aways
Off leading to the slumber, beats they bring decay
Relay the wonder; day 300 is when peace arrives
There's a seratonin rush and deeper sleep resides
Revive the reverend ever-reapin in the rite
Alive the legends live as Lennon when he lived to fight
Wolfgang has got the weekends weeping in the ripe
Left side let's tweak a bit, Tos bring in the ride
REFRAIN
What's summer without the gunplay?
(Summertime; have a ball
Summertime; can't, have em all)
What's summer without the gunplay?
(Summertime; have a ball
Some hurt time; can't, have em all)
What's summer without the gunplay?
(Summertime; have a ball
Summertime; can't, have em all)
What's summer without the gunplay?
VERSE
Leak a little frequency and frequent it, freak wit it
Seasoned kids with a steaming lid
The sheep just shift
Unique and wicked the peak, to net the next Days sunrays
Someday maybe Sunday, the seasons set
When was the last time you lost time
Gained some peace and mind to piece together your peeps
Release the vibe
Vibration for the laymen without the phrases
Lament on the pavement
payment without the ragings
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