Huntin' Season
Miracle
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(It's huntin' season) (It's huntin' season) (My lungs ain't weezin') (My heart ain't seazin') [Chorus] We bout to lay 'em down 'cause it's huntin' season We bout to lay these haters down We bout to lay these bitches down ('cause it's huntin' season) We bout to lay these haters down We bout to lay these bitches down ('cause it's huntin' season) I off this shit and fuckin' wonder if I die early I got my blessings every day that I was able to be Now sit in jail or well should I say in the pits of hell Stuck up in the stank cell with no motherfuckin' bail I done been there before I ain't goin' back no fuckin' more Sleepin' on them cold floors Teach these niggas F*ck this ho Say they can kiss my asshole Suck my big pinky toe Somebody gotta let them know Niggas ain't takin' this shit no more Say how is it they can drag us around Sticks up in our ass You done forty-one times Hit my head then sag Quick to point the fuckin' finger Quick to set every nigga Y'all ain't bang drank liquor How the f*ck do they figure When they bang fuckin' triggers Jealous guns I did nigga Man pistol swore niggas Every glock and six figures Judge when you look he in his eye Not because you think he high It ain't right to take a life Just because a man ain't white How is it they can kill us and then motherfuckin' walk Get suspended with pay Lie and say it ain't so Set that fed bullshit We gonna see who get dick Label me a lunatic F*ck that injustice shit [Chorus: x3] It's lame ain't it 'cause Matter fact it's fucked up There ain't no fuckin' war on drugs It's to light our ass up If I'm guilty then I'm guilty If I'm not then I'm not In the end it only matters what loyal that I got I ain't gonna do the damn crime If I can't pay the damn fine Let you point your damn hand Have you lost your fuckin' mind I ain't mad at you for it I'm just tryin' to let you know When they close that cell door There ain't no son let me go I'm gonna tell you what I know Not some shit I fuckin' wrote You gonna do the damn time Rain sleet fuckin' snow So ride with no dope If you black that's a no Get somebody that's white 'cause they won't get pulled over How much can a man take? Before his soul fuckin' break And he think bein born is his worst fuckin' mistake Stick to milds 'cause he brown Never smile always frown Keep his head down low Don't know where he want to go So he turned to the blow Now that's all that he know Tell me what's his breakin point Every time he let go Should I fear for my life When I go out at night Why they take away my rights Give me no money to fight Am I that damn right Am I high as a kite I ain't puffin at the mouth Y'all know I'm fuckin' right Now how is thay can kill us and motherfuckin' walk Get suspended with pay And lie and say it ain't so Set that fed bullshit We gonna see who get dick Label me a lunatic F*ck that injustice shit [Chorus: x4] (What)
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Written by: GENE GRIFFIN, PAUL WRIGHT, PETER EVANS
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