Im not a summer person...
Im a winter person. But there is something so special about this song to me and all the memories i have with it. These lyrics by Atmosphere have always spoke to me on such a surreal level. Wanted to share them with you all.
If I could I would keep this feelin' in a plastic jar
Bust it out whenever someone's actin' hard
Settle down, barbecue in the backyard
The kids get treats and old folks get classic cars
Everyday that gets to pass is a success
And every woman looks better in a sundress
The sunshine's an excuse to shoot hoops, get juice
Show improve them moves and let loose
I hear voices, I see smiles to match 'em
Good times, and you can feel it in the fashion
Even though the heat cooks up the action
The street's still got butterflies, enough kids to catch 'em
Ridin' my bike around these lakes, man
Feelin' like I finally figured out my escape plan
Take it all in the day, started off all wrong
But somehow now that hangover is all gone
Ain't nothin' like the sound of the leaves
When the breeze penetrates these Southside trees
Leanin' up against one, watchin' the vibe
Forgettin' all about the stress, thankin' God I'm alive
It's so simple, I had to keep the song simple
And when I get home, I'm gonna open all the windows
Feelin' alright, stopped at a stop-sign
A car pulled up, bumpin' Fresh Prince at Summertime
If I could I would keep this feelin' in a plastic jar
Bust it out whenever someone's actin' hard
Settle down, barbecue in the backyard
The kids get treats and old folks get classic cars
Everyday that gets to pass is a success
And every woman looks better in a sundress
The sunshine's an excuse to shoot hoops, get juice
Show improve them moves and let loose
I hear voices, I see smiles to match 'em
Good times, and you can feel it in the fashion
Even though the heat cooks up the action
The street's still got butterflies, enough kids to catch 'em
Ridin' my bike around these lakes, man
Feelin' like I finally figured out my escape plan
Take it all in the day, started off all wrong
But somehow now that hangover is all gone
Ain't nothin' like the sound of the leaves
When the breeze penetrates these Southside trees
Leanin' up against one, watchin' the vibe
Forgettin' all about the stress, thankin' God I'm alive
It's so simple, I had to keep the song simple
And when I get home, I'm gonna open all the windows
Feelin' alright, stopped at a stop-sign
A car pulled up, bumpin' Fresh Prince at Summertime