Cocaine 80s - Summer Madness | Текст песни

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• Cocaine 80s
• Summer Madness

[Intro: James Fauntleroy]
Is the sun in your eyes

[Verse 1: Common]
Black heat on the streets of desire
Some got rich and some got priors
My dogs got barbed wires and steal cars with pliers
Wanna see more and be more like the wire
Liveier, Com from the city of Chi
But its never quiet, huh
This is the noise of suppliers, and buyers
Gang bangers that should've retired, food from deep fryers
I'm getting high thinking how to reach higher
Bald but these broads is my Delilah
Samsung pictures, Mos spit scriptures
Shorties hold liquor, flows get richer
It gets thick like my bros little sister
Hormones got em thinking quicker
Pure souls that become boa constrictors
Mixed up like elixirs, trigger happy in the midst of
Summer madness

[Hook: James Fauntleroy]
Is the fire in your eyes
Cause you're missing all the sights
It's gonna be alright

[Verse 2: Common]
It's summertime, niggas bring the heat out
Gun talk is how summer start to speak out
Shorties bear arms cause don't nobody reach out
Young frames leak out, aunties freak out
The front porch is sorta like the beach house
Niggas running bases with their cleats out
Every week now I'm getting texts about death
Leaving me out of breath
I gotta step to the stairway to heaven, it started on 87
Barack was playing sermons riding Reverend Clay Evans
I never really took it in like them youngsters
It's how I looked at them, maybe I should look again
Cause death and prison sentences ain't how their book should end
When you go outside you still gotta look within
You can't stare em straight cause they keep a crooked grin
I hate to say it's fate look at what could've been
It's summer madness

[Outro: James Fauntleroy]
It's gonna be alright

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