The remnant - Summer Dog Days lyrics

[Adan] Life is never how you ever planned So when the weatherman forecasts, invents his hand Treat it like a speck of sand Andre Benjamin said that he was soaking wet And drop tops, Foxtrot slow your step Hold your breath [Tribe] There's a cobra kept in every man Shoulder, throat, and neck So we greet each other by our handles And sobriquets The older we get the more we plan what we don't expect Sampling another boundary to overstep [Adan] So I sit in Starbucks, considering the hard luck Of souls that are sold at high tolls and markups This present darkness got Atlanta by the talons 'til the roots get exposed like Jimmy Fallon We'll be wiling In search of significance [Tribe] We don't always see the same things But we always try to work through the differences I stay up past my curfew to finish it With sweat on my forehead and dirt on my fingertips [Adan] Lifes not meant to resemble this (Art does not imitate) These paws are the Prison Break for those told to sit and wait The master-slave give and take, sinner, saint, soldier We owe so much to this chip on our shoulder [Tribe] Blink and it's over (Life is in the rear view) So here's to the few who steer to the clear blue We made numbers and numerals sound upbeat and musical It's fun when we do it, though it's more ugly than beautiful [Hook] When we order ice water, bring us one more round Cause it doesn't cool off when the sun goes down It's hotter in the shade and we are not being paid From the cradle to the grave Summer Dog Days When we order ice water, bring us one more round It doesn't cool off when the sun goes down It's a Adan John Gray, so let the song play Summer Dog Days Forever, Always [Tribe] Welcome to the dirty Third Coast AC up to 11, still sweating in my work clothes Listening to Dirt Poe Church folks saying how they stay and prayed up Through these layoffs and furloughs [Adan] When some reach alert mode, they medicate with herb smoke Others swig merlot or Wild Irish Turk Rose My first pose ain't some upturned nose I just script first prose to reverse the way the earth goes [Tribe] Crawling in the pollen in the dandelion gra** Hot enough to light a fire with a magnifying gla** Swing a samurai slash at your panty line Hitting like Kata 9 lash, and a cannon fire blast [Adan] And if a rapper's gonna last in these Summer Dog Days He must navigate the block maze, fog haze, shock waves Give God praise for this Entrée from Doc Chey's And do the opposite of hip hop's latest pop craze [Tribe] Every time, always (Pause, play, rewind) Stick to the design, and everything will be fine Sleep in your free time, we aren't even done yet Daytime doesn't even start 'til the sun sets [Adan] After our unrest (One less day to do it) The hourgla** lays sideways to our music Last place victors write summer songs for winter The parched throat patrons professional beginners [Hook]