Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bad Season , by - Tech N9ne. Song from the album Bad Season, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.01.2011
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Bad Season |
| Everything was supposed to be all Jesus |
| Come ease us we really need to be free from evil deeds |
| Plus negros, hide in thee weeds waiting to see us |
| And we bust then they will bleed trying to seize us |
| Bad season, I’m ready to trip for that reason |
| Hire beef then go laugh when your ass vegan |
| I ask trees when cash is fast, and weed then gonna have cheese stacks |
| Then trash bags will have fees then |
| Yes sir that’s why the milli is in thee dresser |
| For any motha f’er wanna test for Tech will get him wetter |
| Step into death your ex messing with a keffer |
| Never let your lover get put in less than a bed with a heffer |
| The mags breathing, these fags freezing cause cats teased him |
| And they passed on that evening |
| I flash B’s, and sag my flags revving I blast heathins |
| If they had me in bad season |
| These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason |
| These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason |
| Hardly time for no hardey ha no laughter, (Ah, Ha) |
| Working them hard I can’t leave no starving bastard, (Ah, Ha) |
| Pardon me if you see a star in me it startles me |
| And I ain’t come to party but I’m always what inbottles me |
| I’m living for the chips for the extra, got too many deaths |
| And I’m trying to find the way out the selexta (AHHHHH!) |
| Jokes folks telling me gotta to bless ya |
| I ain’t trying to Busta Rhymes, diffrence is there calling me besta (AHHHHH!) |
| My season is devil people receiving me |
| They party to my words but I don’t think the motha fuckas is beleving me |
| Half the time I think my eyes are deceiving me |
| Fat boy that boy o’er there keep there hands in the air |
| You can do me like a new kid (new kid) |
| Rocket till it’s sputred (sputred) |
| Articulate to prove it but motha fuckas is stupid (Okay) |
| Kali baby, and his thing never leaving (Ah, Ha) |
| Running out of breathe cause I’m breathing the bad season (Bitch!) |
| These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason |
| These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason |
| These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason |
| These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason |