give you half of nothing Or give it all, then I'd give you more I'm no decorator but the writing's on the wall Winter, Summer, Fall; April, May, and
with all of the year Since you're no longer here The problem with evening Is the problem with morning Is the problem with the afternoon The problem of all
am I even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners? I'm so appalled, I might buy the mall Just to show niggas how much more I have installed I'm fresher than you all
the table But you may wanna find something more stable I told you I aint fooling from the gate, this aint the first day of april! But thank you for staying April
country boy to cook A carrot or a cake But don't forget the feelings Of a friend are hard to fake He lives a life of April leaves Respondent to the thought
a rat All the way down the east coast Get ready Get ready Get-get-I tore all the way down the east coast I'm talkin' to you baby You! Get-get-get-get-
u need this, Put it back together (again), put a rap together (again), Promise you you'll never go through this ever again, {Chorus} April, May June, Juli, August, 'Tember, all
the table But you may wanna find something more stable I told you ain't foolin' from the gate, this ain't the first day of April But thank you for staying, April
[intro] [laughing] Ay yo 50 What i tell you We aint even have to say shit They did it [laughing] [chorus] Monkey see monkey do Dont
tender August night No autumn breeze, no falling leaves Not even time for birds to fly to southern skies No Libra sun, no Halloween No giving thanks to all
summer, fall These four seasons tell it all Each has a special way Of sayin' my love is here to stay How else can I explain Than to start with april's
Faygo too 'Til I get my shit, in this mothafucka I will never die So anyway, fifty years passed, all my homies are old ass fucks I ain't even got hair
cool I'm DMC, I rock and roll, I'm DJ Run, I rock and rule It's not a trick or treat and it's not a April fool It's all brand new, never ever old school
up Hoes know I'm the man, cause I'm always showin up My big bills so swoll that I can't even fold 'em up Big bills so swoll that I can't even fold 'em
And still I fell in love I'm not young anymore Even I think it's funny I laughed a bit They all laughed About me too Because I fell in love I can't sleep
eyes colored guide me and see the truth Wonder if Stevie do? But I'ma leave it to God, not Beaver, neither you ?Cause I'ma murder, why I kill ol' and even
