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letra de summer raves - sryan

[verse 1: sryan]
living in a war zone battered and confused wish i didn’t have to stay always feeling bruised
i tell a bad hoe hola even though i don’t espanol and in vegas i’m a high rolla i’m a ladies man like a casanova
man forget the money and fame i’m in this to be in this dope rap game i’m so insane, you will feel my pain
get your old s-xy cane you feel my f-cking pain sryan bruen lives for the fame
he doesn’t play the game he lives for the fame
while i keep banging chicks and tell them i’m the best
my mother keeps waking me up every f-cking morning which doesn’t make my day
goes am i okay?, what did you say? she’s so crazy, my you seem amazed
one day i’ll go and leave my friends i’ll seek you again to the world’s ends
your hair was like shining gold have you like me now grown old
your lips were like the blood red wine and once they were mine all mine
your kisses were warmer than tropic sun my life’s gone cold since you have gone

[bridge: gavin mooney]
gangsta rap often reaches higher than its ugliest
lowest common denominator, misogyny, violence
materialism and s-xual transgression are not its exclusive domain
at its best, this music draws attention to complex dimensions of
ghetto life ignored by most americans
indeed gangsta rap’s in your face style may do more to force america
to confront crucial social problems than a million sermons or political speeches

[hook: gavin mooney]
sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine
umbrellas on the beach
morning lie-ins
melons to cool me down
eating al fresco
relaxation
sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine
umbrellas on the beach
morning lie-ins
melons to cool me down
eating al fresco
relaxation

[verse 2: gavin mooney]
gotta big gee wiz for all of that rap biz
it’s fine to rhyme all the time for a dime
now ya gota lota what’a? nuttin, cuz
uz be slackin whackin but not cracka lacke
be there with flair or be square
i loved you once with p-ssion of fire i didn’t think we could go higher
but you drifted away like a summer storm now i’m left cold and alone
when i find you again we’ll stand i’ll hold you fiercely by both hands
i’ll hate what the years have done to you my wasted years are all too true
so here we are, this time around, now i’m singing my swan song, (i’m singing my swan song)
and now i know, that when i’m done it will be my time to move one (on! on! my time to move on!)
and now i’m staring in the mirror, and i’m looking at myself i’m wondering where you went
and just how i got to h-ll this machine that makes me breath, it’s supposed to set me free
but now i’m ready to move on, and i’m ready to be gone!

[outro hook: both]
sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine
umbrellas on the beach (beach)
morning lie-ins (lie-ins oh yeah)
melons to cool me down (cool)
eating al fresco (cool)
relaxation
sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine
umbrellas on the beach (beach)
morning lie-ins (lie-ins oh yeah)
melons to cool me down (cool)
eating al fresco (cool)
relaxation

- sryan

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