Prelude to Summer

By ProbCause

On The Recipe Volume 2

Released on July 13, 2013

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Look like, look like, look like

Look like summertime

Long cold winter kinda dulled my shine

Air out the crib, need to open blinds

If you kick it with me, need an open mind

Where the stoop at?

With a boombox older than the whole damn crew

Mobbing with our shorties and a cooler full of brew

Brouhaha now we laughing at you. Freestyle it!

We wilin' ain't going nowhere unless it's in walking distance

If you ain't up on that Recipe, don't know what you're missing

Don't get it twisted, that winter dissing

My city ready, those Chicago whiteboys been rocking shorts since the upper twenties

Well, that's never been me

Trying to get it hotter with a couple of degrees

Looking like I've never seen the sun in my life

But the summer in the city is the love of my life

Ain't nothing to do but kick it with you, until we pass out in the grass

So cheers to the city that works, but also knows how to relax

Back to the back to the paradise where I sleep

Chi

Town

I tried to freeze time but it just melted in the summer sun

It'll all be over shortly here despite the fact that summer's young

Feeling wavy, red cups and sunsets

Celebration of success

Honestly, my life couldn't suck less

Relax, nodding my head to the crickets

Morning birds chirping loud but we still trying to kick it

It's nights like these that let me breathe and ease my mind

Been stressing over exes who complain I don't have time

So I guess I'm back to solo, so selfish I wish I wasn't

But I think my art's the only one I'm capable of loving

Nothing above or before it could never ignore it

Competitive, never could forfeit

Wish I could live without sleep, but probably I just need more of it

Tried to freeze time, but it melted in that summer sun

Nothing lasts forever so enjoy the moment until it's done