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ANGRY MIC lyrics : "Summer Nights"

Yeah, Angry Mic on the microphone
Anno Domini on the beat
As we continue with this Intervention

Lets go down a different path
Just sit back and enjoy



Yo, yeah, yo


Motivation yelling out, get focused, (*##$!
The same time my man telling me to smoke his %#@!


Two Os [ounce] of piff and as the doja [weed] lift
Start thinking to myself I'm too old for this


Used to calm me down when it got tumultuous
Felt the common ground like a $#&@ing Socialist


Now I'm coming down, feeling so emotionless
In life, I'm supposed to make the most of it


Whoever wrote this script
I hope they choke on dick


I never chose to spit
It was my opiate [opium, weed]


Times change, wish you could look into my brain
Jane's [weed] writing the pain, hold up, am I sane?


Learning from mistakes so even the pills taught us
Burning down an eighth? [1/8th of weed], naw $#&@er, we kill quarters [1/4 of weed]


Turned into the jake ["the jake" = "the feds"], you need to just chill sorta
Heard that he was great?, I'm deeper than still water


I'm just keepin my word up, they're creeping the worst !@#%
Don't sleep on this verse, $#&@, I'm deep as a first cut


You see I'm a perv, what?, I'm eating the perc [Percocet] up
Defeat if you verse us, you treated as worthless


This !@$('s late cause I procrastinate
Just another capsule that I must encapsulate


I had to wait, A.D.D., pass the plate!
Don't you know I need to graduate, so I will stab with hate


You could see that I'm a basket case, detached from faith
Probably should of passed on base [cocaine], go pass the mace


Looking for an act of grace
I'm pretty sure God would rather smack my face


Cause if I ain't drunk lookin for an $$# to chase
I'm stoned on the couch, trying use the grass [weed] as bait


And if it don't work, $#&@ it, I'll just !@(#
I %#@! on rappers, all they do is flatulate



If you got a bag of weed, I suggest you roll it up right now, you know
I want you to be on my level and %#@!

If you dont got a bag don't worry, cause its all good I know people
And if you dont smoke, um, fast forward or something, I dunno, Anno [Domini] what up



Smoke going to my lungs as I pull my breath in
And we only taking one so I hold my chest in


It's friction from past foes and it stress him
Not addiction you $$#holes, say obsession


Anno [Domini] keep my head nodding like I was a yes man
And I come correct, should be sayin yes ma'am


And, naw, man, I never been a fresh man
Same jeans since I was a $#&@ing freshman

And yes [DJ] Ran, I love jersey like the next man

I'm married to the Haze, Dutch is my best man

Selling out? That's just something I don't get, fam'
Cause I ain't never going pop like a tec [Tec-9] jam


Don't keep it on the low, I want them all to know
The dudes that inspired me will prolly never blow

But they taught me emcees are edible
Envy's ahead of you, friends leave, so get a crew


My dudes, who used to be mean muggers
Took too many drugs, now they just tree huggers

Making some weed butter, in 'em I see brothers

We been through thick and thin, %#@!, we could be [Sally] Struthers {Weight problems}

Lady on my lap that be giving me some
Should of never did it, look at what liquor has done

I decide to hit it, then just like a river I run

Now she hate me more than my $#&@in liver and lungs

Yeah, 1, 2, look at what come through inside me
No one knew that it could come through like [David] Tyree {Superbowl helmet catch}


Oh $#&@, and there you have it, Angry Mic

Another adventure down the path less traveled
Lets keep goin, but first, lets roll up an L
Lets pour ourselves a cup of purple, lets open our minds
We gong keep this going all night

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