Summer Summer Summertime!

* Daddy Rich scratches "Brooklyn!" *
* 3 bars of drum beats *
* Daddy Rich scratches "Brooklyn!" *

Verse One: MC Serch

Real cool.. cause Brooklyn's cool!
Friday doin the last day of school
Girls steppin to the mall to swing
Settin up dollars for their summer fling
Cars on the avenue create gridlock
And there's girls like MAD at the bus stop
Not waitin on the bus, but waitin on the cash flow
Fellas are laughin, gassin the past hoe
Girl steps to me and pushes issue
"That knot you got, is that money or tissue?"
Feelin on the bulge, thinkin it's her own
I tell her that it's money and she should move on
She says she's pure from legs to her thighs
And we should talk over some chinese and fries
I tell her to step, but hey that's the scene
Cause she ain't nothin.. but a Brooklyn Queen

"We are looking for 'Brooklyn'..
We are looking for the.." Brooklyn-Queens!

"We are looking for 'Brooklyn'..
We are looking for the.." Brooklyn-Queens!


Verse Two: Pete Nice

State the rhyme, borough of Brooklyn
Otherwise known as Crooklyn
Freaks fortify flesh with gold
Ears hang trunk, in a slave hold
Walk past, don't get the time of day
Played like suede, on a summer sway
Conversated, till I made her laugh
Said, "I'm Pete Nice.. you want my autograph?"
Oval Office closed as she heard this
She said, "From 3rd Bass? I could do this"
Listen closely, slowly took a swig of intoxicants
Cause the Brooklyn Queen's a gold digger

"We are looking for 'Brooklyn'..
We are looking for the.." Brooklyn-Queens!

"We are looking for 'Brooklyn'..
We are looking for the.." Brooklyn-Queens!

Verse Three: MC Serch

Squared away.. with my digits and tonight's plans
When I feel a crab grab my right hand
Slapped her on the back, tried to calm her
Asking her, "Now what's the reason for the drama?"
Her next move was straight out of textbook
"Haven't we met before?" Giving me a sex look
Yo Wisdom, your lyrics are in bad taste
So I'm forced to give you nothing but the Gas Face
You better go, for hoppin on the cab or bus
Cause you're downtown and you're simply too fabulous
But get this, ain't this a humdinger?
She stepped to a retard sportin a four-finger ring
Somewhere in the skin tight jeans
I'm gonna scoop the best of the Brooklyn-Queens

"We are looking for 'Brooklyn'..
We are looking for the.." Brooklyn-Queens!

Verse Four: Pete Nice

Last exit to Brooklyn I enter
Carefully the Queen holds my scepter
Gettin numb like a Derelict on scotch
I'm Dick Lewis, cause baby I'm watchin you
scheme on a brother for a knot
To choose between the have and the have-not
Do you doubt the shade of vanilla?
I'll play Elvis and you play Priscilla
Oh he's no hero, better yet Billy Dee
Advertise cheap liqour for a fee
A Brooklyn Queen, rushes Russell Simmons
That's like Tyson rushin Givens

"We are looking for 'Brooklyn'..
We are looking for the.." Brooklyn-Queens!

"We are looking for 'Brooklyn'..
We are looking for the.." Brooklyn-Queens!

* Daddy Rich scratches "Brooklyn!" repeatedly over drum beat *

* 3rd Bass says 'Brooklyn-Queens' (3X) *
[MC Serch] Who's on Prince Paul's cactus?
'Brooklyn-Queens'
[MC Serch] Hahaha, yeah check it out
'Brooklyn-Queens'
yo, 'Brooklyn-Queens'
* Daddy Rich keeps scratchin *

- "Brooklyn Queens", 3rd Bass


I was sitting at home last night about to call it a night and I started listening outside... basketballs bouncing, kids yelling... bikes screeching... what the hell? Isn't it 11:15 at night?? Don't they have school in the morning??

Then it hit me - I went to my cousin's high school graduation on Friday, so that means school is out for summer! It's this time of year when I want to be a teacher. If money were no object, I'd be all on it - summers to go run around and stay up as late as you want... makes you think to back in the day when you were doing big things if you had a job at Lenox or at Six Flags (I maintained employment at both places at one time or the other...*clears throat*).

Brooklyn Queens used to be one of my favorite songs that made me think of summer, but I have to give 3rd Bass a slight demotion because of my experiences with New Yorkers and other Yankees chronicled somewhat in this link. Having spent summers in the south (GA, FL, NC, SC), the midwest (MN, IL), the mid-Atlantic (DC, VA, MD), and the northeast(CT, NJ, NY), I can confidently say there's nothing like the dirty dirty between Memorial Day and Labor Day. You know why I say that? Central air conditioning. None of that window unit crap with the streamer tied on the vents to make it look like you're really moving some air. Forgive me for not even really having a topic here, but I was just having flashbacks of conversations with people up north that live down here and want to actually compare life in the A to life up north... Plain and simple, there is no comparision. I learned more running around in the back woods of Madison County Florida than I ever would have in NYC or Chicago... all you can do up there is sit on the stoop and hope for a bus to drive by fast enough to draw up a breeze. I had trees to go run under, rivers to stick my feet in, and if it got too hot, some lovely air conditioning to go inside to (that "air conditioning" was in the form of a 2-speed fan at first... we all gotta start from somewhere). The point is, I grew up with options. It was hot enough to scramble eggs on the sidewalk, but you could set your alarm clock to the 3:30 thunderstorm that was sure to cool things down. By 4:15, you were back outside where there were no signs of a storm unless you went up under the trees.

Summertime just isn't what it used to be. I was given things to do over the summer that I actually did... these kids don't want to be bothered anymore. Summer Camp, Vacation Bible School, knocking out the summer reading list... it all beats getting up and going to work everyday. Now I have to wonder if I will be coming home to a bunch of kids that have nothing to do everyday except case my house and then decide when they are going to break in...

(sidebar)
This may be messed up, but I just called a local alarm company about an installation... they claim to cost only $12.95 per month, so we shall see how that ends up...

Back to the pleasant thoughts of summer... basketball in the park, going to Florida to spend time with my grandparents, even the running around Six Flags driving their truck and burning their gas... it was such a carefree time compared to current times. Don't get me wrong - I don't "long" or wish that I was 14 years old again... I'm enjoying the hell out of the new crib with 2 cars in the garage... It's most definitely better to be grown and sexy than young and walking around with a white t-shirt that looks like a dress. Here's the best summer anthem... and the nest song DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince ever released. I tell you - we all need to go to HIS family reunion.



Kids, I hope you enjoy your summer... I'll be counting the days until I see you sitting in the front of my subdivision getting picked up by the cheese-wagon. Don't come asking me to wash my car for $5, or to buy any candy for your school - game recognizes game, playa.