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letra de the summer (part two) - d-marsh

[verse 1: d-marsh]

life is a summer workin with no days off
teased by the sunshine, kept cool by the rain fall
lookin outside for the past, what’s yesterday for
broken bones and dreams, but f-ck it man we can’t fall
kept alive by humid love, we stay tall
like the greens that crackle out the crannies in the graveyard
stay calm’s what governments say while droppin they bombs
lookin for answers in endgames, where’s the 8 ball
oh that’s right, i left it in my back pocket
all this winnin got me askin what the game for
sometimes i hate y’all, but love you so much
that i’ll say to your face dog that’s what i’m tryna aim for
the stars come cheap as sh-t, so give me sp-ce dog
i heard by being smooth i stay under the radar
look around like how long i been away for?
they say he’s awake, welcome to your day off

[chorus: d-marsh]

but here’s to the summer
and the late nights
and the evenings
and nostalgia for the future

so here’s to the summer
and the lightning
and the thunderstorms
yeah, and the thunderstorms

[verse 2]

then i guess summer’s just a transition
a boy with a patch, just yearnin for a man’s vision
but while agin years will make you understand different
changing gears is not an automatic transmission
and that’s my d-mn mission, what these shaky hands written
woulda gone to hope school but wasn’t in the d-mn district
defiant servant to my ambition
got a plan but i can’t live it
nowadays dude’s can make a f-ckin jam but they can’t listen
they talk but i all i do is walk like i can’t pivot
like yeah, i can travel but i can’t visit
i say i’m busy but they probably think i’m indifferent
i see lightning out the window of a plane
knowing if it falls down i can never be saved
never be late, i’m on the road every day
speeding ticket, going too slow down memory lane

[outro/bridge]

(so here’s to the summer…)

i had a hook but i will never refrain
they say, please, can’t you explain
swallow your words you still couldn’t get a taste of the pain
see mr. marshall we’ve been here drenched in the rain
you released the statement, while you’ve been waitin for fame
we’ve been patient, waitin for days
we could sense the tension as soon as you mentioned the name
you gave us two cents, but, that ain’t what we paid
that ain’t even change
you gave us two cents but who doesn’t these days
and with all due respect, that ain’t what we paid

that ain’t what we paid

no, no

[chorus]

- d marsh

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