Summer Tape, by Gepetto (2024)

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[HOOK]Surf my wave,f*ck if im paidSince first gradeI been madeI been chosen, i been moldedI been clay/(f*ck what you say)That bullsh*t decays/Come get stuck in my maze/What can I sayI’m not hiding my painI’m not tucking my chains/[VERSE 1]my new sh*t sounding like summer daysMy Crew click, full of mad runaways/I Go stupid, feelin that hunger painI get lucid, all of us want a change/I produce this for the ruthless and the toothlessanybody feelin like they never had the shoe fitAnd they toes hurt, from the growth spurtIn a cold world need a little lovin and some new kicks/This that sh*t thatMake ya get up andGet somethingtoday, no ritalin/Just go play theNatural stimulantit* okay to ask for anything/Just sit back and kick itThis Sound like candy paintNo m&msMy shell thick likeSteel toe timberlandMight crack, just come backBegin again/[CHORUS][VERSE 2]Had to switch it up on a new tip/Underrated on the beats like q tip/Underrated on the mic like Jay Dee/Underestimating me that’s foolish/Ooh am i rawIm livin my lifeNo suicide doorsI’m giving off lightPursuin my joyIm payin my duesIm doin it all/hold up,Net mesh on the shirtYeah, its Summer but I’m putting in workBout to make new merchTryina enterprise like KirkNo cap like churchTake your hat off when you hear my verseYou know you wanna feel my joyI know you’re just a fan of my work[BRIDGE}What a day, what a dayWhat a day, what a day toGet my paper right/What a maze what a maze What a mazeWhat we gotta go thruJust to make it right/What a way, what a wayTo behave, what a wasteOf time to be hating lifeMy lovin is sanctifiedMy music will make some light

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CHORUSU know I’m realAnd everything I do I gotta feel/2I’m too inventive to get Caught up with these billsI just need to find another wayWanna spend my daySaying what I wanna say/4One thing I can’t believe Is to run awayCrumbling like the leavesWhen the summer fades/6But time don’t stopThe grind stopYou know I gotta get paid today/8VERSE 1…How many artists hate their jobs?But can’t seem to find a wayto get out the gaping jaws/2Of day to day exhaustion/And their fake ass bossand then they go homeTry to make some sh*tAnd shake it off/4But it’s a lot,Your energy gets drained and lostTo try to do your art is like A second full time job/6In the machineWhere we cough in the grey exhaust/We cook the meal, wash the plateAnd never taste the sauce/8f*ck that,I’m trying to find what I want And touch that/Got me sayin f*ck the worldIt f*cked back/10Watch ya assHope you got enough gas/Might find yourselfCopping a cBus pass/12And it’s a long walk home/But continue making my musicsh*t that’s all I know/14I go to college in my 30s/sh*t I’m not that old/Might have a dad bod butDamn, dawg, I still rock shows/ CHORUS 2That’s on the realWhen you’re creativebut you gotta get a mealYou can’t get caught upwith the fixes and feels/And you know what they’re gonna sayThis music doesn’t payYou gotta find another way/4But one thing I couldn’t doIs to let it goHungry, my heart fused with theMetronome/6But time don’t stopThe grind stopYou know I gotta get paid today/8VERSE 2I gotta give it up for my folks, tho/If they didn’t have my backI’d be perpetually broke thoI know I never say it so I’m letting you both knowThank you for supporting me I honestly don’t knowWhat I’d do without the safety netI might’ve turned to hard drugsI hadn’t taken yetOr maybe I’d have taken steps/…it might have taught me howTo take a riskHard to say, either wayI gotta face regrets/So many things I try to doIts like I put a lot of work inBut I didn’t follow through/Or I didn’t follow suitOr I didn’t follow upIts hard to stay committedWhen I didn’t fall in love with itBut even when I do the sh*t that I do loveIts hard to gain momentumSo it feels like it’s too muchIt’s unsustainable then My energy’s used upAnd I feel like point blankCause my music is screwed up/CHORUSBRIDGEMove on, move onGet ya groove on, Do some, do someBetta do someMove on, move onGet ya mothaf*ckingroove on, Do someDo it nowDont wait too long

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HOOKFlow MegaFrom the genesis, no sega/ (from the sourceBangin from suburbs toTenements and bodegas/2Gold treasure, gleamsMy message isn’t seenOn a screenKinda dope u don’t measure with triple beams/4VERSE 1This is clean, I should sponsored by listerineWhen I spit sick sixteensCatch 6-6-6 dreams/6 (nightmares)At heaven’s gateMy constitution is of heavy weightI brought some truth/A contribution you could never make/8You phony, your whole persona is a laugh/You only act like you want dramaCause of trauma from your past/10And that’s too real for most,…I’m too real to boast/I just prove skills, improve,Pay my dues, build and ghost/12Its like that,You’re hear to open up the mic cat/Don’t worry about your girlYour bird ain’t even in my flight path/(I’m on another level)I’m Here to bring the party’s life back/Then show you how to rapSo I can give your f*ckin mic backHOOKVERSE 2Tell your crew to hit the deck/This sound like puffin Buddha in the lex/This sound like NYC in 96But aint from New York I’m in the west/But it ain’t California where I restWe stay on top of things just like a crestAlways raining down the flow is wet/Like a 30 straight from Curry sh*t is wet/(Wait, no)Like when Dame put up a J you know it’s wetYou know I always bring it to your chestLike a quarter pound of purpleTo the neckBut i dont smokeCause all i do is flex/

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Its tooo hot (The flows too hot, the flows too hot)X 4Verse 1 Microphone Check,And i keep a foot on the neck/Of any emcee you put it in your deckThey couldn’t step to the/ (what) 2Most dominant none synonymousPictures i paint more f*cked up Than hieronymous/ 4Bosch, The obvious cost for trying to flossIs get tossed, in swimmin in sauceFrom molotovsFlows so hot, you should be at the lakeAnd never put me in your box cause sh*t eats tapes/8Chill Hook JustChill, chill,Everything I do is real, real/Motherf*ck how you feelDoin the mostCome thru chillin with my crew at the coast/Its tooo hot (Flow’s too hot, the flow’s too hot) X4Verse 2Too hot to chillGot a lot to buildMad plots concealed in my thoughts for real/Wanna live a life Like you watch in filmsHop obstacles til my posture’s keeled/And when i hit the dirtAll motherf*cks said was“Dude put in work!He had a lot of demons,And faced em all,And when you listen to his musicYou can taste his balls”Its tooo hot (Flow’s too hot, the flow’s too hot) X4HOOKIts tooo hot (Flow’s too hot, the flow’s too hot) X4Verse 3I cant chillcause i’m hella dopeRappers wanna collab im likeHeeeellll no/On me at the show like veeelcro/But couldn’t tell a pair of timbsFrom some shell toes/There’s a reason i can’t f*ck with you/I got enough boring ass dumb stuff to do/Cause if it dont feed me and dont feel rightIt wouldn’t make no sense to waste my life/Doing some bullsh*tLike when i make a date/And ladies pull sh*tAnd trying make me wait/Don’t communicate til its crazy lateAlready been went homeI had to make this tapeI can’t chill, chillAll i wanna do i build, buildMake art pay my bills, billsDoin the mostThats why i don’t hang out withThe usual folksIts tooo hot (Flow’s too hot, the flow’s too hot) X48 bar inst breakFlows too hot the flows too hot/You tried to grab the mic nextI told you not/2To even test this, eat u piece of sh*tsFor breakfast“You eat pieces of sh*t for breakfast?”“… NO!”

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Big up to all massive, boiI don’t fake I make classics boiI don’t f*ck with no plastic toys/I’m more faithful than pastor troy/Like sv I’m fantastic, boiFlip mo sh*t than gymnastics, boi/Make these lyrics do backflips, boiCan’t see me when I catch a VOIB/And it just do what it do In a room wit a beautiful viewAnd a suitable boo/Is the usual fantasyCan it be?/Most of us sleepingFrom the dramamine/Most of us acting like some drama queensMost of us can’t see past the canopyBut I make steps like a centipede/And I keep drawing breathFor my energyThis sh*t slap, this sh*t slap, this sh*t slap, ey, eyyyx4Move back a bitCan’t see me I’m too passionatePlay my sh*t might crash your whipCats ain’t live just actin litYou say that you mackin’ chicksBut you at home dick-jackin’ itNo Patron, 6-packin’ it/Don’t get mad, sh*t’s accurate/I be at home makin’ flame in the stu’Cats can’t hang in the boothCan’t handle the truthDamn, when the sample is loopedI’m the answer to “who let the animals loose?”Whole planet’s a zooLions and tigers and most of em LIARSStaying puffed up like a Canada gooseBut me, I’d just rather stay close to the FIRE/This sh*t slap, this sh*t slap, this sh*t slap, ey, eyyyx4

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CHORUSYou are not that sh*t that you f*cked upYou are not your patternsYou are not your broken trustYou are not your sadnessYou are not your hopeless lustYou are not a savageJust a stranger on the busAnd we all got some baggage/Hey DJ,Take me awayI wanna break these chainsWe May see the dayI finally make my peaceAnd take my seatTil then I state my thesisAnd stay in the crease/VERSE 1You’re not a dumb fool,This world’ll run up on youLeave you confused/Have you run-in around in circlesTil you’re numb, bruised/2The deepest wounding you can’t see the root of/Seek seclusion, free some movement/Teach the student/4To each his ownWe all got voices speaking in our domePeep the toneLike why am i so frequently alone?/6Am i wrong? Is there something about me that they loathe?And i know, intellectually its just the Same old show/8Just the same old wounding in my soulAnd i’ve grownbut ive been saying that sh*t for so longit feels like home/10And i bet some of yall are probably going thru your own/And i bet you dont wanna have to go thru that alone/12So let me tell you on some real sh*t/You don’t have to believe everythingyou think or feel, kid/14For real, kid, that sh*t can heal, kid,You’re so resilient, you’re brilliant/This ain’t no stuart smalley this is real sh*t/16CHORUSI’m shining/My light andI’m vibrant/X2VERSE 2We deal with the pain, but stillWear the grooves in our brainLike a canyon carved by 20 million years in the rain/Entertain, the notion that it actually can change/When you’re talking to yourselfJust be careful what you say/Cause what you say becomes your storySometimes I feel like a shorty16 suckin on a 40/Trying to act like I’m not insecureAs f*ck at every party/Now I’m wondering if i’ma feel that wayWhen I hit 40/But i never let it stop meMany times it dropped me/But i got back on my feetRan thru these stepsLike i was Rocky/I’m not co*cky im just sayingPut in work when no one’s watching/Felt like all i did was struggleNow you wonder why i’m popping/CHORUSI’m shining/My light andI’m vibrant/X2