Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
MANDO BABY ;)
Ain't no way to explain or sayHow painful the hangover was todayIn front of the toilet, hands and kneesTrying to breathe in between the dry heavesMy baby made me some coffeeAfraid that if I drink some it's probably coming right back out meCouple of advil, relax and chillAt a standstill with how bad I feelI think I need to smell fresh hair So I stepped out the back door and fell down the stairsThe sunlight hit me dead in the eyeLike it's mad I gave half the day to last nightMy bad sight made me trip on my ass right into that patch of grass like that's lifeAll of a sudden, I realize somethingThe weather is amazing, even the birds are bumpinStood up and took a look and a breathAnd there's that bike that I forgot that I possessedNever really seen exercise as friendlyBut I thing something's telling me to ride that slow speedThe brakes are broken, it's alrightThe tires got air and the chain seems tightHopped on and felt the summertime,It reminds me of one of them Musab lines like Sunshine, sunshine, it's fineI feel it in my skin, warming up my mind, Sometimes you gotta give in to win, I love the days when it shines, whoa let it shineIf I could I would keep this feeling in a plastic jarBust it out whenever someone's actin hardSettle down, barbeque in the backyardThe kids get treats and old folks get classic carsEvery day that gets to pass is a successEvery woman looks better in a sun dressThe sunshine's an excuse to shoot hoops, get juiceShow improve their moves and let looseI hear voices, I see smiles to match emGood times and you can feel it in the fashionEven though the heat cooks up the actionThe streets still got butterfliesEnough kids to catch 'emRidin my bike around these lakes manFeelin like I finally figured out my escape planTake it all and the day started off all wrongSomehow now that hangover is all goneAin't nothing like the sound of the leavesWhen the breeze penetrates these southside treesLeanin' up against one, watchin the vibeForgettin' all about the stress, thanking god I'm aliveIt's so simple, I had to keep the song simpleWhen I get home I'm gonna open all the windowsFeelin all right, stopped at a stop signA car pulled up, bumpin Fresh Prince's Summertime
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