got some dreams Don't give up on your dreams real talk Ready kids, let's go Dreamin', yeah, dreamin', yeah Dreamin', dreamin', yeah Dreamin', yeah, dreamin', yeah Born September
'm on the phone, who is this? Frank, listen turn the music down Hold on, didn't I tell you not to talk to me I'm on the phone! You know when I'm on the
Led to the river Midsummer I wave A 'V' of black swans On with hope to the grave And through red September When skies fire-paved I begged you appear
can Well, last September I was on a roll Now I'm out here trying to save my soul You've got the cure, you hold the key You've got the remedy Once I was
about to get up on it feed me girl 'cause im so hungry got plenty money but im still lonely gotta have you now 'cause me so horny black and asian girl tattoo on
Our children too These kids hit walls on every side They don't belong in any place Their secret they can't hide Its printed on their face I never thought
name; birthplace unknown, not from nowhere no close family just a wild running river that cut it too fast to the sea i still raise a glass once a year on
why not? Cookin' once, cookin' twice Cookin' chicken soup with rice In September, for a while I will ride a crocodile Down the chicken soupy Nile Paddle once
It started all in early September When my God given little became a lot older All goodbyes seal my broken heart Hold on to your teardrops, you got a long
first born out of nine. Played little league ball, boy scouts, loved rock and roll. Played soldiers with the boys, spun bottles with the girls. His world shook up on that September
rap, I am the referee When the others need help, they'll come to me Like Judge Joe Wapner on the People's Court My name is Young MC, rockin' on the mic
, I wish I knew what it could be! First Voice: I got a box of maple sugar on my birthday. Second Voice: In March I got a gray mackinaw. Third Voice: And once
slima, she was a hoe hoppin' beginna But now from acne, nappy hair, and gear that was tacky She's on (She's on, she's on, she's on) Jackie- "Yo I got
Blackheim's Quest to Bring back the Stolen Autumn He exchanged his Sentinel Soul for a Serpent Sleeping in his Heart and so September Appeared on Wings
and looking past the shore It's a sea of horses on ships with no sails, no motors, no oars Now we're cleaning the windows between us two Funny, you do it once
quite aways It was him that was dealing Tell you those were the days As he stares at a white dove Tears roll down on his face And then once filled with
how they stay the same? And do you sit here on this porch and wonder How the time flies by? Or does it seem to barely creep along With 75 Septembers
