RJD2 - June remix lyrics

RJD2 drop that s*** so I can drop my thoughts Driftin' away and depress all within listening range Nah, but for real I got so much s*** on my mind From fake motherf***ers to my future I'm trying to get in line And doing Hip Hop in this life and time Ain't all nice and fine At times I feel like my whole life's a rhyme Full of punchlines and jokes F***-ups and punch-ins It's like I just can't get s*** right The first time or somethin' When no one knows your name And your vinyl's still in stores Once you get a little life Through arguing over who feels it more We got sixteen-year-old net-heads buying garbage Wanting to keep you for their personal private artist We don't do s*** for the clubs - It's for us 45's go RJ's archaeologist diggin 'em up And I'm the saint sent {Saint-Saens} To vinyl when it gets set to bash And it's for life until my final mic check is cashed Yo I can't fully become my mother's guiding light Till my dad returns to tell me what the other side is like I keep the things you taught trapped in mind I know you cared even though you weren't here half the time But who am I to blame I'd probably do the same in your shoes I never held that against you Complained or a**umed You never went through what I'm living Hell who am I kidding? Depression is practically A part of family tradition So I keep the time we shared close It s**s to lose It also s**s we had to share the month of june I woulda shared eternal time before I left Each month I celebrate my birth I'm reminded of your d**h