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Anything Box Summer

and trees, And let me in... Summer will not let us go, so I'll never let it end, No, I'll never let it go, summer will not let us go... Again...

unless I hurt her Yeah for my r&b nigga, but in the box she call me murder I like to call her Jackie O (O) presidential on me Anything that I gotta get

of something dead It's blood drips from your jaws Take everything your school has taught you Throw it to the dogs Left to be in the summer heat It wreaks

a choice now they can catch it from anyone Send niggas to the ? the rest to hell I ? I don't like niggas unless it's jail And I don't box slim dog slim

Sixteen, you and me, never needed anything Summer breeze, running free, felt like we had everything Suitcase full of dreams, you said you'd run away with

that I know you can conceive... Will you recognize me when you See me on the stairs? As we are ascending High above the summer air? We'll be happy

,... Let's take it bak to summer 96', come on... Chorus: (Cruel) cruel summer Leaving me here on my own, it's a cruel (It's a cruel) cruel summer Now

box, full of alcohol, and TV talks, gone on far too long take anything that's better for me... take anything that's better for you... take anything

Well you don't feel part of anything? I'd say we all feel this way. I can't find it in my box of tapes, In sugar, milk and blood with tea. In this fresh