โหลดเพลง mp3 Seasons - Mozzy

Seasons (Clean) (《黑豹》电影插曲) - Mozzy/Sjava/Reason
Written by：Kendrick Duckworth/M. Spears/A. Feeney/T. Patterson/Jabulani Hadebe/R. Gill
Producer：Sounwave/Kendrick Lamar/Frank Dukes
Seasons change
There's still time for us to run away

Seasons change
There's still time for us to run away
Season

San'bonan endlini

Usjava kajama indlalifa igama ley'nsizwa
Mina ng'phuma le enzansi kwafel ubala

Insizwa uma ina thirty five kthiwa is' indala

Laph' eng'phuma khona maw'phuma khona bathi aw'fiki la

Ngyamangala uma ngi la

Bebathi ng'yophelel emoyeni

Beba right manje ngiy'nkanyezi

Njengoba ngik'tshela ngempilo yami

Ng'funa uthathe nayi imfundiso yami lalela la wena
Ithemba alibulali

Ukube l'yabulala ngabe nihamba phez'kwami

Poverty jealousy negativity

Ngith' ak'nandawo la

Go away far away

Poverty jealousy negativity

Ngith' ak'nandawo la

Go away far away

I cried when lil' bruh died
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 tryna tell us that we all equal
We get no justice so it ain't peaceful yeah
They can bluff you they can beat you
Paid attorney we gon' need it
Momma told me there was demons
And she ain't never lied on her Jesus'
She worked her a** 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 teachin' nothing it's no secret
Whole lotta crime lil' n**gs beefin'
We gotta keep it or end up a victim
Trapped in the system traffickin' drugs
Modern day slavery African thugs
We go to war for this African blood
We go to war for this African blood
When I put n**gas on
It was all out of love
You was disloyal can't call it no love
Poverty jealousy negativity

Ngith' ak'nandawo la

Go away far away

Season change you know we off the stove with it
We stove whippin' know we gon' get it
Season change dodgin' cops
F**k around and get locked
You ain't never coming home with it
Look my n**ga I came from the sewer
Don't sh*t on my past
You ain't come from manure
You see reason and you see LA
But b**ch I ain't come for no ruin
Just know all of my n**gas
We struggled for it
Had to hustle for it cried puddles for it
My pops watched his sister get locked for it
I done seen my n**gas get knocked for it like
Gimme that I carry Del Amo like a piggyback
I carry my city like guilt that ain't got no forgiveness
No way out sh*t we locked in the system
Catch a case and they not gon' forgive ya
White skin you be out before Christmas
Sh*t auntie missed eight of those days
Tears from me had to pray those days
Had to slave those days
Sh*t we had to hit up a couple hood giveaways 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 blat blat
Hit the homie but we made it to ER and he saved us
Thinkin' that he could've died n**ga
We was prayin' to the sky and his momma cried rivers
Healed up but tough luck he tried to get revenge
Had to drop bullets 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