Rhyme for the Summertime

August the third month, summer with sun rays

While sunshine blazed, my eyes were kind of glazed

Cream in my coffee,

I'm makin' a call

Cooling by the fence of the street with the *** stalls

So many freaks, geeks, rats, cool cars and fat girls

I'm that kid go lounging in my own world

Dig daydreaming girl think she's a dancer

I'd like to catch the ho, show but my visit was canceled

I was hungry my takeout had been fixing

Ordered fried rice, egg roll, wonton and big chicken

Then I went to meet the

Mac Lil'Cool elixing, drinking, tipping wine from the bottle

Models fly girls with sauce bums who are lost

More garbage that's tossed, all are the doors and windows

Roof tops and building, 25 cents a show

All the freaks know a rhyme for the summertime

Straight up, rap mop blue

Digging the scene from the street side view

Cooling on the block, take a look for some action

I can't rest till

I find satisfaction,

I can't rest till

I find satisfaction

I can't rest till

I find satisfaction,

I can't rest till

I find satisfaction

I can't rest till

I find satisfaction,

I can't rest till

I find satisfaction

Can't rest till

I find satisfaction, can't rest till

I find satisfaction

I can't rest till

I find satisfaction