"Dear summer, I know you gonna miss me...

...for we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees..." Jay - Z

Only I'm hoping that summer will bring me new found commitment to posting.

Great line by Jay though.....also dope song.

Dear summer, I know you gon' miss me
For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees
S dots with polo fleeces
Purple label shit with the logo secret
Gimme couple years, shit I might just sneak in
A couple words and like peaches and herb
We'll be reunited and it feels so hood
Have the whole world saying "How you still so good?"
Well I do this in my slumber summer
I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers, you know how I do summer
I drop heat, when you bring the sun up
The combo make niggaz act up, I pick the gun up
Niggaz back up; they know I'm not no fronter
I don't talk shit, I just flip and Un ya
Sorry Lance, I'm just trying to advance my quotes
I ain't making you the butt of my jokes
But let's not stray from what I came to say
To my beloved, think we need some time away
They say if you love it, you should let it out its cage
And fuck it, if it comes back you know it's there to stay
It's tugging, at my heart, but this time apart is needed
From the public, who should've gave me the pulitz'
Instead gave me they ass to kiss
But you know me, thugging 'til the casket dips
But still shine light down on all my peers
I know they weird... some queer, I still want them to share
And all the success I received, I know you can't believe
I still love 'em but they don't love me
They like the drunk uncle in your family
You know they lame, you feel ashamed, but you love 'em the same
It's like when niggaz make subliminal records
If it ain't directed directly at me, I don't respect it
You don't really want it with Hov, for the record
I put a couple careers on hold, you could be next kid
Keep entering the danger zone
You gon' make that boy Hov put your name in a song
If you that hungry for fame, motherfucker c'mon
Say when, take ten paces and spin
But on another note, 'bout to take another vaca'
On another boat, goddamn a motherfucker wrote
His way out the hood, and I pray that I stay out for good
But any day you know a nigga could
Try and play like he Suge, then I gotta play like Dutch Schultz
You pass the dutchie, I blast you, trust me
Niggaz can't fuck with me
I'm in a good mood, you lucky, I got a good groove
And I ain't trying to fuck my thing up
But I will lay down a couple green bucks, get you cleaned up
Now I'm +Pulp Fiction+, Colt four-fifth'in
Young niggaz that blast for me(blasphemy), no religion

[talking]
Listen here summer baby, I just believe it's the right thing to do
I got a brand new bitch, corporate America
She showing me a lot of action right now
And I know you put me on my feet and all, but
I mean, it's time for me to grow
You gotta let me go baby, you gotta let me go

I'm done for now, so one for now
Possibly forever, we had fun together
But like all good things, we must come to an end
Please show the same love to my friends
Dear summer

"Embracing her was like embracing the 3rd rail" - Killah Priest

When I first head Beneath the Surface by The Gza feat. Killah Priest I just nodded my head with an attentive ear and smiled. The beat is berserk (That sample is from some old school superhero carton but I cant name it) and they just spit.

Gza did his thing as usual but what stood out to me was Priest. I particularity liked the last set of bars especially when he got into the "death kiss of Satan's mistress" stuff. I think I was dealing with the real foul chic at the time so the lyrics resonated with me on some real shit.

"Soft paws hide claws"

"Well writ, as well as well spit..." - Madvillain

This is supposed to be from an upcoming Madvillain album (one could only hope!). Madlib is does his thing...dare I say, holds the torch for Jay Dee?

DOOM is an animal. He calculatedly mangles and abuses the English language in ways we haven't seen since the days of the great Willie D of the Geto Boys. ...well at least the "mangles" part haha.

Read AND listen....

All day

Be celibate.

Out of his element

Madvillain never forget, like a elephant

Any bet 'cept idle threats all irrelevant

Get your man wallet tell 'em found it, sell'em it

Well writ, as well as well spit for the hell of it

...Before the shell hit

...Etiquette, spell it

Pumpin dumplin's a hundred and sumpin' sumpin'

Forest Gump chumps get clumps of nuttin' for nuttin'

Tourist, show 'em where the shore is where the shark's at

Hold up, spark that, park rat

...Stirred not shaken

Absurd verbs since "word to hot bacon"

Wrote this rhyme on standard sand paper

Worked out the plan and plot for grand caper

...Vil on the cover of Playbill

Grillin' make ya mother say "Ill, hey will ya!?"

Ten feet at least, the beast may still ya"

Yeah I feel ya,

Hey, hey what's better than the healer yet?" Worser than tequila

A money gettin' nigga that's thirster than a squealer

...I guess you had to be there

It was free beer

...Last of the Ansars

On the microphone, cyclone, like Myanmar

Hand in the jar, got stuck, took it

Use the glasses, juxed a pot luck, crooked

Flashed and not lookin'

Four words: Cash on the spot... bookin'

Howdy

Never too loud for me, too rowdy and too black and too proud to be

And he's audi

Last seen with a Queen

Lakum Dinukum Waliyadin

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