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作词 : Kendrick Duckworth/M. Spears/A. Feeney/T. Patterson/Jabulani Hadebe/R. Gill
作曲 : Kendrick Duckworth/M. Spears/A. Feeney/T. Patterson/Jabulani Hadebe/R. Gill
Seasons change
There's still time for us to run away
Seasons change
There's still time for us to run away
Seasons
San'bonan endlini
USjava kaJama Indlalifa igama ley'nsizwa mina
Ng'phuma le enzansi, kwafela ubaba
Insizwa uma ina-thirty five kthiwa indala
Laph' eng'phuma khona maw'phuma khona bathi aw'fiki la fiki la
Ngyamangala (mangala) uma ngi-la (uma ngi-la)
Bebathi ng'yophelel emoyeni, ba-right
Manje ngiy'nkanyezi
Njengoba ngik'tshela ngempilo yami
Ng'funa uthathe nayi imfundiso yami
Lalela la mfwethu ithemba alibulali
Ukube l'yabulala ngabe nihamba phey'kwami
Poverty
Jealousy
Negativity
Ngith' angandawo la
Go away (far away)
Poverty
Jealousy
Negativity
Ngith' angandawo la
Go away (far away)
I cry with lil' brotha,
Got high and watched the sunrise
Wiggle on 'em if it's One Time
They done hung all of my people
I love all of my people,
I'm in the slums with all of my people
They trynna tell us that we all equal
We gettin' no justice so it ain't peaceful
Think they bluffin' they ain't gon' beat you
Paid attorney we gon' need it
Momma told me there was demons,
She ain't never lied on her G
She worked her ass off just to feed us,
She went to Ross to cop the new Adidas
She used to tap in with all the teachers,
They wasn't teaching nothin' it wasn't no secret
Whole lotta grind, lil' *****s beefin',
We gotta keep it or end up a victim
Trapped in the system, trafficking drugs,
Modern day slavery, African thugs
We go to war with this African blood,
We go to war with this African blood
When I put *****s on it was all out of love
You was disloyal can't call it no love
Poverty
Jealousy
Negativity
Ngith' angandawo la
Go away (far away)
Season change
You know we at the stove with it'd stolen
My *****s know we gon' get it
(Season change)
Dodgin' cops ***** around
And get locked you never commin' home with it
Look my ***** I came from the sewer,
Don't *****t on my past you ain't come from manure
You see Reason and you see LA,
But ***** I ain't come for no ruin
Just know all of my *****s we struggled for it,
Had to hustle for it, cried puddles for it
My pops watch my sister get locked for it
I done seen my *****s get popped for it like
Gimme that, I carry the llama like a piggyback
I carry my city like guilt that ain't got no forgiveness
No way out, *****t we locked in the system
Catch a case and they not gon' forgive ya
White skin you be out 'fore Christmas
*****t, auntie missed eight of those days
Tears from me had to pray those days,
Had to slave those days
*****t, we had to hit up a couple hood-give-aways those days
Thank God for every inch that he gave us
Thank God for everything 'cause he made us
Like when that car bent the block, brock, brock,
Hit the homie but we made it, he already saved us
Thinkin' that he could've died *****,
We as praying to the sky and his mother cried rivers
Healed up, but tough luck,
He tried to get revenge, had to drop
But his popped and they killed him
Worst part is that it sound so familiar
I am T'Challa
I am Killmonger
One world, one God, one family
Celebration
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