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Summer In The City Video (MV)




Performed By: Bobby Real
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Robert Hanson-Guerrero
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Bobby Real - Summer In The City Lyrics
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Don't want to leave this place
Making my own song
If all I know is what I know, then there is no wrong
Sometimes people do their thing
I just follow along
Then I said, aw what the heck
And made my own trail
And if I fail, then I'll wake up tomorrow
'Cause I know somebody out there is feeling so hollow
Feel like no one can relate to all the pain and the sorrow
When all they need is somebody to tell you
I know all your emotions
Feeling like I'm going through the motions
I feel like a have a purpose
But, I don't really know this
What if I can't make a wave in this big ol' ocean
I feel like life's going too fast
Man, make a splash
And slow down (slow down)
Relax a little (relax a little)
And when you want to go fast
You better have a water bottle or a Brita
Something that'll get you hydrated
Just in case you didn't know
I make the flow
But, I've been wasting too much time lately and I know you have too
It's ok, it's just something that we inevitably do
And I think credit is due
To everyone that works hard
Even though our childhood was Mario and go-karts
Don't apologize for just wanting to play
I hope I have fun every single second of the day
When I figure out it all
I'll be having a ball
When I know that it's ok to fall
Just got to learn how to catch yourself
Check yourself before you wreck yourself
I don't know where that's from
But, I know that more than some of you recognize it
Get beside it
See, I just want to have fun
And make a song that makes my mama proud
It's what I rap about
What I've been thinking
And why I'm so damn quiet
Feel like I got to find all the world's problems and figure out how to solve 'em
But, I just got to just show you who I am
Alright, I'll try it
Staying positive
Through the bad
'Cause I know I got a lot to give
Got a great family
Always giving me support
But, I've spent so much time by myself that I never get bored
Still taking exams
Getting my score back
I'm like damn, I really thought that I knew more than that
Backpack on
Skateboarding when it's twenty degrees
We're all here, but everybody's wanting to leave
I keep questioning should I really stay in school
20,000 dollars, I'm just feeling like they played a fool
But, I got to play it cool
Can't be stressing
If it isn't right for me
It's just another lesson
And if it is right
Then I'll count it as a blessing
I've been messing up
Counting all the seconds, yup
Can't waste a dime
Won't waste another hour
Putting in my time
Making rhymes in the shower
Putting out this music for free
Just doing it for me and for anybody that can agree
That these rappers and their money is getting old
They should send that cheese overseas, man please
For the ones that don't have a voice and can't eat
Can I preach?
'Cause this selfish mentality's a disease ('cause this selfish mentality's a disease)
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Don't want to leave this place
Making my own song
If all I know is what I know, then there is no wrong
Sometimes people do their thing
I just follow along
Then I said, aw what the heck
And made my own trail
And if I fail, then I'll wake up tomorrow
'Cause I know somebody out there is feeling so hollow
Feel like no one can relate to all the pain and the sorrow
When all they need is somebody to tell you
I know all your emotions
Feeling like I'm going through the motions
I feel like a have a purpose
But, I don't really know this
What if I can't make a wave in this big ol' ocean
I feel like life's going too fast
Man, make a splash
And slow down (slow down)
Relax a little (relax a little)
And when you want to go fast
You better have a water bottle or a Brita
Something that'll get you hydrated
Just in case you didn't know
I make the flow
But, I've been wasting too much time lately and I know you have too
It's ok, it's just something that we inevitably do
And I think credit is due
To everyone that works hard
Even though our childhood was Mario and go-karts
Don't apologize for just wanting to play
I hope I have fun every single second of the day
When I figure out it all
I'll be having a ball
When I know that it's ok to fall
Just got to learn how to catch yourself
Check yourself before you wreck yourself
I don't know where that's from
But, I know that more than some of you recognize it
Get beside it
See, I just want to have fun
And make a song that makes my mama proud
It's what I rap about
What I've been thinking
And why I'm so damn quiet
Feel like I got to find all the world's problems and figure out how to solve 'em
But, I just got to just show you who I am
Alright, I'll try it
Staying positive
Through the bad
'Cause I know I got a lot to give
Got a great family
Always giving me support
But, I've spent so much time by myself that I never get bored
Still taking exams
Getting my score back
I'm like damn, I really thought that I knew more than that
Backpack on
Skateboarding when it's twenty degrees
We're all here, but everybody's wanting to leave
I keep questioning should I really stay in school
20,000 dollars, I'm just feeling like they played a fool
But, I got to play it cool
Can't be stressing
If it isn't right for me
It's just another lesson
And if it is right
Then I'll count it as a blessing
I've been messing up
Counting all the seconds, yup
Can't waste a dime
Won't waste another hour
Putting in my time
Making rhymes in the shower
Putting out this music for free
Just doing it for me and for anybody that can agree
That these rappers and their money is getting old
They should send that cheese overseas, man please
For the ones that don't have a voice and can't eat
Can I preach?
'Cause this selfish mentality's a disease ('cause this selfish mentality's a disease)
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Writer: Robert Hanson-Guerrero
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