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Last Summer Man Of Few Words

What can I say about you that hasn't been said before You can't keep a good man down That is something that you've thought me and I hope that you'll be

in the choir His voice was cracked and broken age had touched his vocal chords And nearly every Sunday he'd get behind and miss the words Well at last

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

over here (Ha ha ha) Ha ha ha (Ha ha ha) Uuh Uuh uuh uuh That's word to Brooklyn (Yeah) I'm back I don't know what the fuck is wrong with these nigga's man

Like loser lang, we can get our freakin' on Baby, you know the game slipped away Slide me your number, it's the last day of spring See ya first day this summer

was fine But my soul couldn't rest until vengeance was mine The day began with me standin' at his grave with his mother His old girlfriend, his two younger brothers We said a few words

And I said that we might settle down Get a few acres dug Fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug She said "Oh man, you foolish man It surely

------------------------------------------------------------------- Man! I Feel Like a Woman! I'm going out tonight--I'm feelin' alright Gonna let

and I wish that he could chatter with me In due time until then you would see I got more than a few rhymes Thought I'd be there to see him like more than a few