Seasons (Explicit) - Mozzy/Sjava/REASON

Written by：Kendrick Duckworth/M. Spears/A. Feeney/T. Patterson/Jabulani Hadebe/R. Gill

Producer：Sounwave/Kendrick Lamar/Frank Dukes

Seasons change

There's still time for us to run away

Seasons change

There's still time for us to run away

Season

San'bonan endlini

Usjava kajama indlalifa igama ley'nsizwa

Mina ng'phuma le enzansi kwafel ubala

Insizwa uma ina thirty five kthiwa is' indala

Laph' eng'phuma khona maw'phuma khona bathi aw'fiki la

Ngyamangala uma ngi la

Bebathi ng'yophelel emoyeni

Beba right manje ngiy'nkanyezi

Njengoba ngik'tshela ngempilo yami

Ng'funa uthathe nayi imfundiso yami lalela la wena

Ithemba alibulali

Ukube l'yabulala ngabe nihamba phez'kwami

Poverty jealousy negativity

Ngith' ak'nandawo la

Go away far away

Poverty jealousy negativity

Ngith' ak'nandawo la

Go away far away

I cried when lil' bruh died

Got high and watched the sunrise

Wiggle on 'em if it's one time

They done hung all of my people

I love all of my people

I'm in the slums with all of my people

They tryna tell us that we all equal

We get no justice so it ain't peaceful yeah

They can bluff you they can beat you

Paid attorney we gon' need it

Momma told me there was demons

And she ain't never lied on her Jesus'

She worked her a** off just to feed us

She went to Ross to cop the new Adidas

She used to tap in with all the teachers

They wasn't teachin' nothing it's no secret

Whole lotta crime lil' n**gs beefin'

We gotta keep it or end up a victim

Trapped in the system traffickin' ***

Modern day slavery African thugs

We go to war for this African blood

We go to war for this African blood

When I put n**gas on

It was all out of love

You was disloyal can't call it no love

Poverty jealousy negativity

Ngith' ak'nandawo la

Go away far away

Season change you know we off the stove with it

We stove whippin' know we gon' get it

Season change dodgin' cops

F**k around and get locked

You ain't never coming home with it

Look my n**ga I came from the sewer

Don't sh*t on my past

You ain't come from manure

You see reason and you see LA

But b**ch I ain't come for no ruin

Just know all of my n**gas

We struggled for it

Had to hustle for it cried puddles for it

My pops watched his sister get locked for it

I done seen my n**gas get knocked for it like

Gimme that I carry Del Amo like a piggyback

I carry my city like guilt that ain't got no forgiveness

No way out sh*t we locked in the system

Catch a case and they not gon' forgive ya

White skin you be out before Christmas

Sh*t auntie missed eight of those days

Tears from me had to pray those days

Had to slave those days

Sh*t we had to hit up a couple hood giveaways those days

Thank God for every inch that he gave us

Thank God for everything cause he made us

Like when that car bent the block blat blat

Hit the homie but we made it to ER and he saved us

Thinkin' that he could've died n**ga

We was prayin' to the sky and his momma cried rivers

Healed up but tough luck he tried to get revenge

Had to drop bullets popped and they killed him

Worst part is that it sound so familiar

I am T'challa

I am Killmonger

One world one God one family

Celebration