It's the end of the summer It's the end of it all Those days are gone, it's over now were moving on But we'll see it all again So hold on 'till this moment 'till then Here we are Say goodbye to all your friends Here we go watching the sun go 'round

There's no end in sight Learning to fly, letting go of it all Finding these questions inside me still burn Like tomorrow never comes Tonight we black out the sun Better hold on tight Before you know it's gone And live like tomorrow never comes

Get your party on Hold on tight It's a crazy night And were screaming It won't be long Till the summers gone Now were singin' Get you party on

Where we can be together, I promise you I will wait till then in Heaven, I promise you I promise, I promise And when we walk down the street The wind sings our name in rebel songs But it's much to late when the fear is gone I will meet you in the next

A little bit longer and I'll be fine You don't even know, know, know And every time you smile, you laugh, you glow But you don't know what you got till it's gone And you don't know what it's like to feel so low Got the news today Doctors said I had to

It's not the same without your love Every night and every day, girl It's late at night, nothin's feelin' right Since you've gone away I think I know why you left this time, But it's still hard to say I nearly lost it, when he came around you Now I'm

You don't have to worry, Oh, how it's been so long, We're so sorry we've been gone, We were busy writing songs for you We were busy writing songs for... You don't have to worry 'Cause we're still the same (We're still the same)

I'm on! (Come on!) It's still Nasty, raw in the flesh God's Son, never gone, never left King, I played every card in the deck The whole world waitin for what I'mma do next And y'all already know where I came from Queensbridge repper since day one Nigga,

Hard, when you're here all alone And everyone else's gone home Harder to know right from wrong When all objectivity's gone And it's gone But you still Hard, not to sit on your hands

I had to cut lil' mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like his bag gone I was gone for a minute, now it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, black on I'm self made and independent, yup we black on