Seasons

Seasons change There's still time for us to run away Seasons change There's still time for us to run away Seasons [Verse 1: Sjava] San'bonan endlini Sjava 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, ba-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 phey'kwami [Chorus: Sjava] Poverty, jealousy Negativity Ngith' angandawo la Go away (far away) Poverty, jealousy Negativity Ngith' angandawo la Go away (far away) [Verse 2: Mozzy] 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 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 teachin' nothin', it's no secret Whole lotta crime, lil' niggas 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 niggas on, it was all out of love You was disloyal, can't call it no love [Chorus: Sjava] Poverty, jealousy Negativity Ngith' angandawo la Go away (far away) [Verse 3: Reason] (Season change) You know we off the stove with it We stove whippin', niggas know we gon' get it (Season change) Dodgin' cops Fuck around and get locked, you ain't never comin' home with it Look, my nigga, I came from the sewer Don't shit on my past, you ain't come from manure You see Reason and you see LA But bitch I ain't come for no ruin Just know all of my niggas, 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 niggas get knocked for it like (gunshot) Gimme that, I carry the llama like a piggyback I carry my city like guilt that ain't got no forgiveness No way out, shit we locked in the system Catch a case and they not gon' forgive ya White skin, you be out before Christmas Shit, auntie missed eight of those days Tears from me, had to pray those days Had to slave those days Shit, 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, he already saved us Thinkin' that he could've died nigga 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 [Outro: Kendrick Lamar] I am T'Challa I am Killmonger One world, one God, one family Celebration