Текст песни Bad Season (Skit) - Jeff Nelson , Tech N9ne
                                                [Verse 
                                                1: 
                                                Tech 
                                                N9ne]
 
                                    
                                
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Chorus:]
 
                                    
                                
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Hook: 
                                                Krizz 
                                                Kaliko]
 
                                    
                                
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Verse 
                                                2: 
                                                Krizz 
                                                Kaliko]
 
                                    
                                
                                                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!)
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Chorus:]
 
                                    
                                
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Verse 
                                                3: 
                                                Nesto]
 
                                    
                                
                                                [Chorus:]
 
                                    
                                
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Bad Season (Skit)
2 Table And Chest Press
3 Sex To The Beat
4 No More Music By The Suckas
5 Bad Season
6 Somethin To See
7 Somethin To See
8 Ego Trippin
9 All Day All Night
10 Livin Like I'm Dyin
11 Livin Like I'm Dyin
12 Down For The Block
13 Lick Your Teeth
14 Losin My Mind
15 Curious (What Up Wit Ya Girl)
16 Speed Of Sound (Acapella)
17 Blammers And Burners (Acapella)
18 Move (Acapella Remix)
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