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The Season

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The Season - Prof Lyrics


(Verse 1)

Born in the ghetto, Young white boy

Not a dolla dolla bill but a momma that'll work for it

Hard boy with a soft side, seen a little bocka bocka (bang bang)

Life on the southside

My views have changed from where I came from

When you seen a man die right under the same sun

I ain't a G, I ain't ride or die

But I will knock a mother fucker out if he try

So eat off me, I'm running a crew

I ain't hard but I'm willing to bet I'm harder than you

Some of the best people that I've met in life

Push weight and come home at night to kiss their wife, yeah

Ain't it funny how the world can go?

Haters last year be at the front row of the shows

I've seen time fly, slowly

I've let people forget what they owe me

I ain't saying that I'm O.G. but I bet you know me

I'm the dude people know closely

Mr. Wan, Obi-done-Kahobi, Prof's on the mic

If there's better, just show me



(Hook)

Run along now boy

Start thieving, (AA-OOH) it's season. (x4)



(Verse 2)

I ain't fucking round no more, this is my life

Fuck nice, I've already tried being polite

So I'm a grab a whip, grab a gun, grab a knife

And I'm a roll around 'n stick up everything in sight



Everybody throw your hands in the sky, If you're ready to rob then I'm ready to ride. (x4)



My whole life is quite right here

If I don't blow I know I'll be nice right here

But what eats me a live to see these MC flies

Suck dick and get a piece of the pie, like

I got envy for one reason

For me to show these MCs it's the season

When you dap me up I see nothing but fear

Like every MC I've leap-frogged my whole career

So it's young Prof with a rifle and a notebook, cold crook

Stick 'em up, I got 'em so shook

They need a rapper that's as different from 'em all

I think it's time I come around and answer their call



(Hook)

Run along now boy

Start thieving, (AA-OOH) it's season. (x4)



(Verse 3)

Keep my eyes open, I was born to wake up

It's a new day like Good morning, Jacob

Good morning sunshine

People blind to the fact I'm more than one side

People try so hard to understand me

I'd like to tell 'em, bitch please don't

Cause I'm a different man every single day

And I will say all the stuff that they probably won't

I've made up my mind, I'm ready to break laws

I'm ready to sacrifice, ready to take off

I'm ready to blow away anybody trying to get between me and mine. Ya feel me?



(Hook)

Run along now boy

Start thieving, (AA-OOH) it's season. (x4)

The Season lyrics !!!