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Song : The Killing Season
Singer : A Tribe Called Quest
Featuring : Kanye West, Consequence & Talib Kweli
Album : We Got It from Here… Thank You 4 Your Service
Produced : A Tribe Called Quest
Official Site : BBCSongs.Com
Release Date : Nov 12, 2016
Country : USA
Language : English

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The Killing Season Lyrics

Winter in America
never knew white Christmas
Cause L7 squares always
making my shit list
Spring is in the air and
all the flowers are blooming
The powers that be wanna
devour the movement
Tears disappear when they
fall on the summer rain
Bleedin’ through this mic
but they call it entertainment
Running across stages is a drug
Is like a blunt that
we crumble in raw papers
Call it the lord’s name
cause we taking it in our veins
Like the feeding us intravenous
It’s war and we fighting
for inches and millimeters
They try to stall the progress
by killing off all the leaders
If we don’t give them martyrs no more
they can’t defeat us
This lack of justice got us disgusted
look at our faces
All these soldiers hate but
I saw military training
The force flags fly at a
half mast this morning
Take a bow this might
be your last performance

They sold ya sold ya sold ya
They sold ya sold ya sold ya
They sold ya sold ya sold ya
They sold ya sold ya sold ya (x2)

The old lady saw us on the lawn with the Henny
Turn the pool party into the one from McKinney
Might’ve been racist like
the waitresses up in Denny’s
Swore we had twelve gauges
automatics and semis
Now they wanna condemn me
for my freedom of speech
‘Cause I see things in black
and white like Lisa and Screech
Presidents get impeached
and others fill in the throne
But veterans don’t get the
benefit of feelin’ at home
So maybe those projections out at Silicone
Are what drove her to get
injections made of silicone
I swear it’s the killing season
Cause killin’ is still in season yeah

Louder than a three pound
voices screaming mad to boot
It must be killing season
on the menu strangefruit
Whose juices fill the progress
of this here very nation
Whose states has grown bitter
through justice expiration
These fruitful trees are rooted
in bloody soil and torment
Things haven’t really changed
or they’re dormant for the moment
Marks and scars we own it
only made for tougher skin
Helps us actualize the
actual greatness held within
Been on the wrong team so much
can’t recognize a win
Seems like my only crime is having melanin
Connection to the sun so strong
the relationship is lusted for
Causes men to suffocate
I can’t breathe no more
Settle the score sadly
need an abacus to tally
Through all the peaks and valleys
yo I recognize it sadly
Black soul bold enough
inner city cold enough
Watch me get all my goons
watch us get soldiered up

They sold ya sold ya sold ya
They sold ya sold ya sold ya
They sold ya sold ya sold ya
They sold ya sold ya sold ya (x2)