Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Give the Summer Drums, artist - T-K.A.S.H.Album song Pistol Politics, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.09.2015
Record label: Guerrilla Funk Recordings and Filmworks
Song language: English
Give the Summer Drums |
89.5 KPOO in the city by the bay, hard truth soldier radio |
Black owned and still strong, still got it goin' on |
San Francisco California, bringin' it back with old school slaps, |
still puttin' in on ya |
Representin' Freedom Justice and Equality, believe |
Guerrilla Funk the buildin' no straps on us |
We hit the function and chill, a pro black moment |
We tryin' to bubble for real, a mo' scratch moment |
The opposite of killa with backbone it’s on |
Sunshine, Northern California summer time |
Grillin' somethin' other than swine, bustin' rhymes |
I didn’t see one crime so wasn’t no one time |
It’s fun time, old school vets lacin' young minds |
I ain’t talkin bout no murderin' blacks |
I’m talking learning and encouraging blacks |
Man we bringin' that encouragement back |
Still respectin' the new school dudes and they youtube views |
I’m pushin' the 69 they pushin' the scraper |
We at park and its crackin', my patnas doin it major |
Cold weather in the fall, but for now we loungin' |
Summertime in the Bay and when it’s good is astoundin', give the summer drums |
Gangstas, hustlas, none of that is among us |
Just real life vets and youngstas |
Livin' livin' livin' livin' for the summertime, in the sunshine |
Nothin' up in the gun line, give the summer drums |
Gangstas, hustlas |
None of that is among us |
Just real life vets and youngstas |
Livin' livin' livin' livin' for the summertime |
In the sunshine |
Nothin' up in the gun line |
Give the summer drums |
Laid back, way back, Marvin Gaye track |
On a 8 track day to relax |
That’s how we do it on this West Coast |
Barbeque and dominoes, homie let’s go |
Unity and togetherness, let the rest go |
We on that elevate, come on brother, let’s toast |
Kick that black on black violence out and shut the door behind it |
Rewind it back to good times from the Bay to LA, back to Sac |
Neighborhood superstar, block hero |
Neighborhood animosity, I got zero |
It’s like that when you really reppin' for the people |
P-Dog, Tomie Kash, «Better Days» sequel |
Shot to 43rd Street but it ain’t lethal |
Respected in Oakland for change and remaining peaceful |
Yappin'. |
No blappin' in my rappin' |
A smile on my mask when I’m askin' «what's happenin'» |
Gangstas, hustlas, (Hey!) |
None of that is among us (Yeah) |
Just real life vets and youngstas (That's Right) |
Livin' livin' livin' livin' for the summertime |
In the sunshine |
Nothin' up in the gun line, (Yo) |
Give the summer drums |
Brains all over the streets, brains I’m hopin' to reach |
Hangin' all over the streets, bangin', I hope it’ll cease |
Change and grow into peace, rainin' with dough in the streets |
Sprinkle the dough with the yeast, then we get bread, that’s how we eat |
Tomie Kash keep it lit, but without the heat |
Pull up with them pounds, but I’m only talkin' 'bout the beat |
Bust it in the air, just a friendly game of 3 on 3 |
Ain’t nobody dead cause it really ain’t no reason to be |
You ridin' with black men that’s tapped in to the black men |
From back then, that’s past tense |
And the straps and the reaction that traps black men |
Back in the pen, it’s back to relaxin' again |
Did away with the thug livin', strictly gettin' high |
Realizin' I love livin', tryin' to get it right |
Unity, job opportunity |
Community that’s through with movin' in these streets foolishly |
Livin' livin' livin' livin' for the summertime |
Livin' livin' livin' livin' |
Livin' livin' livin' livin' for the summertime |
Give the summer drums, son |