Summer in the south
Sunset supper on the counter
Take an upper for the downer
One Man
We know nothing about em
But we bout to watch em
Climb a mountain
Drink from the
Fountain of youth
Slump on the couch
With gin and juice
A double shot
So he pounding a deuce
He fall asleep to champagne dreams
A house and some loot
He waking up to
Blood curdling screams
Saying please don't shoot
And then. .
What the f*ck is happening
Is it a mugger jacking
Is it a love attacking
In the apartment up above
And I can just imagine
It goes quiet
The silence is louder than the gun was
She's got a little boy
I wonder where the sun was
It's 12:45 AM
I was wondering where the sun was
And will it ever return
He let's the memories burn
It's just a flash back
And now he snaps back
Get back to brass tax
Ya dig. .
Cold world keep the heater tucked
Them niggas cold too
Might have to heat em up
Look what we go through
Life is like a beat-em-up
The old folks told you
Look how you treated em
That was the old you
Back when you needed em
They was at Whole Foods
And wouldn't let you eat with em
You felt like Goku
Then they just Vegeta'd em
Now I'm the bad guy nigga
Well let's go premium
Horse shoes and hand grenades
Bar stools and gamma rays
Cartoons and candidates
Cash rule
Gott damn I'm paid
Let it burn
And will we ever learn
Them tables always turn
It's never more
It's only yo' sperm
It's never yours
It's only yo' turn
And categorically
No concern
And metaphorically
You'll get y'urn
Welcome back to Durham
Welcome back to Durham
Welcome back to Durham