Joe Budden - Short Summer (feat. Emanny) lyrics

Check it No regrets, n***a no regards I know the bar, raise mine, yall can lower yalls What I lack in talent, I normally show in heart Prolly why they want the encore before the show can start So if you in my life, know ya part That's the best way for us to never grow apart Even through the mid-life crisis', yall know who the nicest is Always tell it like it is in spite of it Dudes frontin quite a bit, know i've grown tired of it Sometimes you'd rather just watch the movie than write the script Authentic, ???? More vintage, yall mimic, all gimmick I ridicule what's been done See I ain't fooled by what's spewed bout they income Lose some you win some Perception, sh**'ll give you grey hairs and then some Inception are you living a dream of livin in one Haters see me get to thinking that it can't be all good So I just k** them with the car, Brandy Norwood And keep chasin success that yall scared of Done carryin dead weight, I'm no longer the paul bearer Check, I'm too grown for all the games I dont play with s**ers I'm on the sideline, just watchin the dave and busters But when you think of Joe this is unrefutable (Not a word, he means irrefutable) The paint is f**ed up, but the picture gon' be beautiful Its gonna be a short summer Cause most of yall ain't built to last It's gonna be a short summer Cause soon enough your sh** gon' pa** It's gonna be a short summer You had your fun but now it's done It's gonna be a short summer A new season has begun Which wrong are you an heir to How can I be compared to n***a you fallin off with a parachute Ya stack short, you got some earnin to do You new school, just means you got some learnin to do I dont care to argue You to easy to tear apart through What I hear is partial, that whole project is Sarah Marshall And I dont know what type of sh** you on I tried to make you get the point but you was Chris Duhon So where Ray Felton when you need em When n***as show you who they really are you should believe them Catch me with the top down, turnpike speedin Bout to have Jersey on fire like Cleveland With my back in the wall I ain't never got slayed sh** Lebron was king until that pressure got Wade So if you marry the game i'll be at the alter waitin With some n***as I dont call till its an altercation Less bail money, less court cases More mile high, more vacation More of my back rubbed, more of my feet ma**aged Had me thinkin she invented face time Steve Jobs They can't stay afloat, they proll need a mention We in two different boats, but yours need an engine Nerve of you n***as I earth you n***as Took the mirena out of shorty, gave birth to you n***as Dog, I hear everything you say You Steve Irwin to a upset stingray A lighter to a upset Jean Grey Now who's hotta, you notta True scholar, new prada, a few dollars n***as want to hit em with the chrome like Blaka I'm waiting for them when they get home like Posada How did he compare a stove to hells kitchen That just make a man real mad, Mel Gibson So d**h to all the bullsh** by any means k** em all, hang em from the ceilin using skinny jeans For aspiring rappers that want to pop a can For the families of Sean Bell, Oscar Grant n***a ya heat wave is almost up Playing for keepsake you almost f**ed So when you talk about Joe When you done being critical Say the painter was wild But he made sure the portrait was original PARKS WAT UP