The Killing Season (Explicit)
A Tribe Called Quest« The Killing Season (Explicit) » est une chanson de A Tribe Called Quest, 2016, Pop. La chanson dure 2:40, 62 lines / 536 words.
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0:00The Killing Season - A Tribe Called Quest
0:01Winter in America never knew white Christmas
0:03L center squares always making my sh*t list
0:06Spring is in the air and all the flowers are blooming
0:08Powers that be wanna devour the movement
0:11Tears disappear when they fall on the summer rain
0:14Bleedin' through this mic but they call it entertainment
0:17Running across stages is a drug
0:18Is like a blunt that we crumble in raw papers
0:20Call it the lord's name 'cause we taking it in our veins
0:23Like the feeding us intravenous
0:25It's war and we fighting for inches and millimeters
0:27Try to stall the progress by killing off all the leaders
0:30We don't give them martyrs no more they can't defeat us
0:32This lack of justice got us disgusted look at our faces
0:35All these soldiers hate but I saw military training
0:38The force flags fly at a half mast this morning
0:41Take a bow this might be your last performance
0:44They sold ya sold ya sold ya
0:47They sold ya sold ya sold ya
0:50They sold ya sold ya sold ya
0:52They sold ya sold ya sold ya
0:55They sold ya sold ya sold ya
0:58They sold ya sold ya sold ya
1:00They sold ya sold ya sold ya
1:03They sold ya sold ya sold ya
1:05The old lady saw us on the lawn with the Henny
1:07Turn the pool party into the one from McKinney
1:10Might've been racist like the waitresses up in Denny's
1:13Swore we had twelve gauges automatics and semis
1:16Now they wanna condemn me for my freedom of speech
1:18'Cause I see things in black and white like Lisa and Screech
1:21Presidents get impeached and others fill in the throne
1:23But veterans don't get the benefit of feelin' at home
1:27So maybe those projections out at Silicone
1:29Are what drove her to get injections made of silicone
1:32I swear it's the killing season
1:35'Cause killin' is still in season yeah
1:37Louder than a three pound voices screaming mad to boot
1:40It must be killing season on the menu strangefruit
1:42Whose juices fill the progress of this here very nation
1:45Whose states has grown bitter through justice expiration
1:48These fruitful trees are rooted in bloody soil and torment
1:50Things haven't really changed or they're dormant for the moment
1:53Marks and scars we own it only made for tougher skin
1:56Helps us actualize the actual greatness held within
1:58Been on the wrong team so much can't recognize a win
2:01Seems like my only crime is having melanin
2:04Connection to the sun so strong the relationship is lusted for
2:07Causes men to suffocate I can't breathe no more
2:09Settle the score sadly need an abacus to tally
2:12Through all the peaks and valleys yo I recognize it sadly
2:15Black soul bold enough inner city cold enough
2:17Watch me get all my goons watch us get soldiered up
2:21They sold ya sold ya sold ya
2:24They sold ya sold ya sold ya
2:26They sold ya sold ya sold ya
2:29They sold ya sold ya sold ya
2:32They sold ya sold ya sold ya
2:34They sold ya sold ya sold ya
2:37They sold ya sold ya sold ya
2:40They sold ya sold ya sold ya
The Killing Season - A Tribe Called Quest Winter in America never knew white Christmas L center squares always making my sh*t list Spring is in the air and all the flowers are blooming Powers that be wanna devour the movement Tears disappear when they fall on the summer rain Bleedin' through this mic but they call it entertainment Running across stages is a drug Is like a blunt that we crumble in raw papers Call it the lord's name 'cause we taking it in our veins Like the feeding us intravenous It's war and we fighting for inches and millimeters Try to stall the progress by killing off all the leaders We don't give them martyrs no more they can't defeat us This lack of justice got us disgusted look at our faces All these soldiers hate but I saw military training The force flags fly at a half mast this morning Take a bow this might be your last performance They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya The old lady saw us on the lawn with the Henny Turn the pool party into the one from McKinney Might've been racist like the waitresses up in Denny's Swore we had twelve gauges automatics and semis Now they wanna condemn me for my freedom of speech 'Cause I see things in black and white like Lisa and Screech Presidents get impeached and others fill in the throne But veterans don't get the benefit of feelin' at home So maybe those projections out at Silicone Are what drove her to get injections made of silicone I swear it's the killing season 'Cause killin' is still in season yeah Louder than a three pound voices screaming mad to boot It must be killing season on the menu strangefruit Whose juices fill the progress of this here very nation Whose states has grown bitter through justice expiration These fruitful trees are rooted in bloody soil and torment Things haven't really changed or they're dormant for the moment Marks and scars we own it only made for tougher skin Helps us actualize the actual greatness held within Been on the wrong team so much can't recognize a win Seems like my only crime is having melanin Connection to the sun so strong the relationship is lusted for Causes men to suffocate I can't breathe no more Settle the score sadly need an abacus to tally Through all the peaks and valleys yo I recognize it sadly Black soul bold enough inner city cold enough Watch me get all my goons watch us get soldiered up They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya They sold ya sold ya sold ya
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