I dedicate this record, the Carnival to all you brothers
Takin’ long trips down South, Virginia, Baltimore, all around the world
And your girl gets this message that you ain’t comin’ back
She’s sittin’ back in her room, the lights is off
She’s cryin’ and then my voice comes in pow
In the middle of the night and this is what I told her for you

Every time I make a run, girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself why, oh why
See, you must understand, I can’t work a 9 to 5
So I’ll be gone till November

Said,"I’ll be gone till November, I’ll be gone till November
You tell my girl, yo, I’ll be gone till November
I’ll be gone till November, I’ll be gone till November
You tell my girl, yo, I’ll be gone till November"

January, February, March, April, May
I see you cryin’ but girl, I can’t stay
I’ll be gone till November, I’ll be gone till November
And give a kiss to my mother

When I come back, there’ll be no need to clock
I’ll have enough money to buy out blocks
Tell my brother, go to school in September
So he won’t mess up in summer school in the summer

Tell my cousin, Jerry, wear his condom
If you don’t wear condom, you’ll see a red lump
Woh oh oh oh, you sucker mc’s, you got no flow
I heard your style, you’re S O S O

Every time I make a run, girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself why, oh why
See, you must understand, I can’t work a 9 to 5
So I’ll be gone till November

Said, "I’ll be gone till November, I’ll be gone till November
You tell my girl, yo, I’ll be gone till November
I’ll be gone till November, I’ll be gone till November
You tell my girl, yo, I’ll be gone till November"

January, February, March, April, May
I see you cryin’ but girl, I can’t stay
I’ll be gone till November, I’ll be gone till November
And give a kiss to my mother

I had to flip nuttin’ and turn it into somethin’
Hip-hop turns to the future rock when I smash a punk
Commit treason, then I’ll have a reason to hunt you down
It’s only right, it’s rappin’ season

Yeah, you with the loud voice, posin’ like you’re top choice
Your voice, I’ll make a hearse out of your rolls royce
Besides, I got my girl to remember
And I’ll commit it that I’ll be back in November

Every time I make a run, girl, you turn around and cry
I ask myself why, oh why
See, you must understand, I can’t work a 9 to 5
So I’ll be gone till November

Said, "I’ll be gone till November, I’ll be gone till November
You tell my girl, yo, I’ll be gone till November
I’ll be gone till November, I’ll be gone till November
You tell my girl, yo, I’ll be gone till November"

January, February, March, April, May
I see you cryin’ but girl, I can’t stay
I’ll be gone till November, I’ll be gone till November
And give a kiss to my mother

I know the hustle’s hard but we gotta enterprise
The Carnival