June lyrics

f/ Copywrite



[Verse One]

[Copywrite]

RJD2 drop that shit so I can drop my thoughts

Driftin` away and depress all within listening range

Nah, but for real I got so much shit on my mind

From fake motherfuckers to my future I`m trying to get in line

And doing Hip Hop in this life and time

Ain`t all nice and fine

At times I feel like my whole life`s a rhyme

Full of punchlines and jokes

Fuck-ups and punch-ins

It`s like I just can`t get shit right

The first time or somethin`

When no one knows your name

And your vinyl`s still in stores

Once you get a little life

Through arguing over who feels it more

We got sixteen-year-old net-heads buying garbage

Wanting to keep you for their personal private artist

We don`t do shit for the clubs -

It`s for us 45`s go RJZ archaeologist diggin `em up

And I`m the saint sent {Saint-Saens

To vinyl when it gets set to bash

And it`s for life until my final mic check is cashed



[Verse Two]

Yo

I can`t fully become my mother`s guiding light

Till my dad returns to tell me what the other side is like

I keep the things you taught trapped in mind

I know you cared even though you weren`t here half the time

But who am I to blame

I`d probably do the same in your shoes

I never held that against you

Complained or assumed

You never went through what I`m living

Hell who am I kidding?

Depression is practically

A part of family tradition

So I keep the time we shared close

It sucks to lose

It also sucks we had to share the month of june

I woulda shared eternal time before I left

Each year I celebrate my birth

I`m reminded of your death
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