paroles de chanson Huntin' Season - Miracle
My
lungs
aint
weezin'
My
heart
aint
seazin'
We
bout
to
lay
em
down
cause
its
huntin'
season
We
bout
to
lay
these
haters
down
We
bout
to
lay
these
bitches
down
(cause
its
huntin'
season)
We
bout
to
lay
these
haters
down
We
bout
to
lay
these
bitches
down
(cause
its
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
aint
goin
back
no
fuckin
more
Sleepin
on
them
cold
floors
Teach
these
niggas
Fuck
this
ho
Say
they
can
kiss
my
asshole
Suck
my
big
pinky
toe
Somebody
gotta
let
them
know
Niggas
aint
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
Yall
aint
bang
drank
liquor
How
the
fuck
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
aint
right
to
take
a
life
Just
because
a
man
aint
white
How
is
it
they
can
kill
us
and
then
motherfuckin
walk
Get
suspended
with
pay
Lie
and
say
it
aint
so
Set
that
fed
bullshit
We
gonna
see
who
get
dick
Label
me
a
lunatic
Fuck
that
injustice
shit
Its
lame
aint
it
cuz
Matter
fact
its
fucked
up
There
aint
no
fuckin
war
on
drugs
Its
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
aint
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
aint
mad
at
you
for
it
I'm
just
tryin
to
let
you
know
When
they
close
that
cell
door
There
aint
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
thats
a
no
Get
somebody
thats
white
cause
they
wont
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
wanna
go
So
he
turned
to
the
blow
Now
thats
all
that
he
know
Tell
me
whats
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
aint
puffin
at
the
mouth
Yall
know
I'm
fuckin
right
Now
how
is
thay
can
kill
us
and
motherfuckin
walk
Get
suspended
with
pay
And
lie
and
say
it
aint
so
Set
that
fed
bullshit
We
gonna
see
who
get
dick
Label
me
a
lunatic
Fuck
that
injustice
shit
What
1 We Ain't Scared (Intro)
2 We Ain't Scared
3 Bounce (Bass Mix)
4 Life in the Dirty South
5 We Fittin' To Do This
6 Beat 'Em Down to the Floor
7 Smoka' (Intro)
8 Smoka'
9 Huntin' Season
10 Knowledge
11 I Love You So Fuckin' Much (I Hate U)
12 P & D
13 U Don't Want to Know the Truth
14 If the Sun Don't Shine
15 Momma
16 Bounce
17 Outro
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