Blu, Jimetta Rose - Spring Winter Summer Fall lyrics
[Blu, Jimetta Rose - Spring Winter Summer Fall lyrics]
Except if it wasn't for
Those minty winter leaves
Cold as December when it enters me, instantly
I felt the spring as if I'm
Filled with birds and bees
To tell the truth
I do not mind the autumn y'all
I felt the rain on crumbled
Leaves and watched them crawl
Hot as July, I found it hard to pause
All of y'all i wonder which one you would
Want to wanna call
If you can conjure all the seasons
If you can control all the seasons
Would you recycle them like re-runs
Or leave 'em freedom? What are your reasons?
Spring, winter, summer, fall
Yeah, uh
Through the valleys in the shadows of death
I have stepped off the sidewalk
To catch my breath
While they glorify thoughts
That immortalize chalk
I jog life through cemeteries
Where mortifieds walk took the hawk out
Feed it chicken hearts when it's dark out
Parked in a dark spot when
Have nots talk loud about
Anything sinking under the sun
Converse mind never spotless
Died a hundred-and-one
Saw a child without his shoes
Tied run with a gun
Yelling back at one saying all
He wanted was fun
Where's The Love touched the dial
And the crowd went wild
When the hand hit the three and the nine
Time smiled and I glanced at it
I saw an old man dance frantic
Ain’t no half steppin'
Was playing out a van blasting
It was tragic when the magic in the city left
Good thing the people by the
Sea kept plenty depth
Some say they would throw a bottle of wishes
Out to the fishes who presented it
As visions to the other side
I never swam that far
But, I saw the same results
Casting cars at falling stars
Started from the tippy
The people from the city sang country tunes
And humbly dipped the humpty
Under drunken moons
A baboon used to gamble his
Jewels to pay dudes his hand was so hot
He thought that ever moon was June
I do not mind the summer breeze
Except if it wasn't for
Those minty winter leaves
Cold as December when it enters me, instantly
I felt the spring as if I'm
Filled with birds and bees
To tell the truth
I do not mind the autumn y'all
I felt the rain on crumbled
Leaves and watched them crawl
Hot as July, I found it hard to pause
All of y'all i wonder which one you would
Want to wanna call
If you can conjure all the seasons
If you can control all the seasons
Would you recycle them like re-runs
Or leave 'em freedom? What are your reasons?
Spring, winter, summer, fall
Ayo, my man took a flag out
The moon and made a cape
Gave away Saturn's rings to
Venus and changed space
Told philosophers, "The heart ain't a stone
It's a ruby" every beat it made turned to
Compliments and precious jewelry
And the world rained diamonds simultaneous
The homeless were the only ones
Who knew of the engagement
I sat and sang hymns on the empty stage faded
Woke up the next morning
On a crystallized pavement
Wondering where the day went
Golden gates sent down an angel
Who told me to hear the secrets
I didn’t know I was holding that moment
Rap slogans were quoted just like scriptures
Rich folk went broke and spent
The night with us
I invited my niggas to rock
Tuxes at the function
Bebop was transformed to boom bap production
It was true that the subject
Reminded me of someone
Her face kept changing from
One to another one i added all my numbers up
And counted out a blessing
Equated life’s lessons
Subtracted my transgressions
Rested on a mountain where a woman ran naked
Heard the last call right before
They played my man's record at last
We were headed to a place more familiar
The eyes opened so wide to earth
They could fill up
I took a picture of her with
Her hair up in a rainbow
And when I finally met her
I just asked her why she changed so
I do not mind the summer breeze
Except if it wasn't for
Those minty winter leaves
Cold as December when it enters me, instantly
I felt the spring as if I'm
Filled with birds and bees
To tell the truth
I do not mind the autumn y'all
I felt the rain on crumbled
Leaves and watched them crawl
Hot as July, I found it hard to pause
All of y'all i wonder which one you would
Want to wanna call
If you can conjure all the seasons
If you can control all the seasons
Would you recycle them like re-runs
Or leave 'em freedom? What are your reasons?
Spring, winter, summer, fall