Wisemen - Cold Summer lyrics

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Wisemen - Cold Summer lyrics

Feat. June Megalodon, Salute Da Kidd [Hook: Salute x2] Another day another number, a cold summer n***as acting up but it's about to get dumber Gang bang tend to slang bloody visions of hell Call it way of life, living in this concrete shell [Salute Da Kidd] They call me Icest, my flow known as the nicest bu*terfingers with the work I be dropping the prices They like this, dude spits venom with poise Don't even conversate much I dismantle the noise The common choice, contained that way from the start Break it down like division how we separate parts Illustrating since a youngin, I mastered the art Cla** full of scholars, still had a seat by myself Highly flammable, Lute burn bad for your health I'm bout my wealth so please don't play with the figures Banana clips everywhere, fit well with gorillas Get your cap peeled, that's just the way that I'm feeling If it's rap we can rap, If it's beef I'm the realest And they know that black gat hoodie and hat XD edition 40 cal stay on my lap 'the kid shoots first' Real rap! [Hook: Salute x1] [Bronze Nazareth] Yeah, watch me build a bridge into your home Walk straight into your heart like 7 mile road (uh!) My blunt glows in the dark, harvest a verse Pictures on my pad instead of words Stole the moon through the clouds, served a clean theft Roll it up to keep the crowd tweaked like Nic Sheff Blowin moonglow, I'm Creflo for Dollar Dollar This is my sermon, we spin pistols for hours/ours Aim at the stars but I don't shoot for 'em I might make the sky fall keep the pollution pouring Organic flow manic, rope for those who panic Protect your neck or guard your grill like Bill Fralic My journey aimless, scalLywag brainless cats Don't got no thoughts like after the stainless blast Sent to earth fast, hardbottoms cars and purple flags Jars and purple bags, Gun Rule Grand Rag Middle East Michiganm all you hear is the chrome bang Kids go to sleep to soundtracks of toe tag I was writing thinking millions in my duffel bag I'm two faced half church half my knuckles drag [Movie Sample] I see him on the street, I'ma send him to hell on a shuttle You tell him that [Hook: Salute x1] [June Megalodon] All that I can Is give you all that I am Still swimming, fishing persistently Complementary beef is how I eat Code of the ocean, land shark time My lines separate heads from spines My n***as go in like wind from front porch to den Black suits and cannons 12 to the chest Rich Gannon 9s and 40s we enjoy deployin Heat like firewood My Soul controller roll you over In the grave with the shoutgun I'm holdin' So I, relax blow the purple backs Try to get a billion perhaps Need that money, want that money…black day gotta eat! [Movie Clip] Put that money back on the table [Hook: Salute x2]

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