Doin' Time (feat. The Pharcyde) [Remixed By Marshall Arts]

Hot, short days; long, sweaty nights

Changing of the equinox

Summertime and the livin's easy

And Bradley's on the microphone w/ Ras MG

All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent

The LBC, me and Louie, run to the party dance to the riddim it gets harder

Aw shit...

Yo, I was delayed on Delta

Fiendin by my shelter

In Pasadena when I land, I'm a sip a Zima

Let the top down, turn the volume up some decibels

I'm rollin down the street, F's all up on my testicles like lice

Summertime is always nice from 'Dena to the LBC

It's dark drivin' the Caddy

One time jumped behind me (whoo whoo)

Flashin lights like a disco

Was bookin like Deney Terrio

Perms the scenario

It's summertime...

Summertime and the livin's easy

And Bradley's on the microphone w/ Ras MG

All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent

The LBC, me and Louie, run to the party dance to the riddim it gets harder

Days hotter than cocoa, yet smoother than cocoa butter

The mind was cluttered with thoughts of bein' home

My zone

Closin' shutters, Imaginin' microphones

And layin' under the covers with my baby bear

Beggin with dreamy stares

Over shouldered in pairs

Puttin' on a ****'s underwear with the baby-T

Whisperin' words like "come and play with these"

What a beautiful day to be free, cuz it's...

Summertime and the livin's easy

And Bradley's on the microphone w/ Ras MG

All the people in the dance will agree that we're well qualified to represent

The LBC, me and Louie, run to the party dance to the riddim it gets harder

(bout it bout it bout bout it bout it bout it)

Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely

Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definately

The tension, is getting hotter

I'd like to hold her, head underwater, oh

You know it's seasonal

Temperature's reading exactly at 101

Ran into Sublime when I was rollin' high on the 101

Northbound in tune with the earth soundwaves and sunbeams

When I'm on the microphone I freak beats and rearrange scenes

When I'm on the microphone I make heads bob

We smoke hella herb cuz herb attracts the gods...

Take a tip, take a tip, take a tip from me

Bradley's on the microphone w/ Ras MG

All the people in the dance will agree that we're

Well qualified to represent

The LBC, Me, la la Louie, everybody, run to the riddim it gets harder

You bout it bout it bout it bout it

You bout it bout it bout it bout it x5

One day I was joggin' through the concrete jungle

And all of the sudden I slipped on some Sublime

Oh, and landed in the Pharcyde, ahhh

It's all good (doesn't matter)

Sunshine in the air, just smokin' with the good people eveywhere

You know, I know, you must be strong and keep it (keep it) comin'

On

You gotta gotta you gotta keepit comin on x3

Yeah