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Huntin' Season

Miracle
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It's hunting season, my lungs they wheezing My heart ain't beating We 'bout to lay 'em down 'cause it's hunting season We 'bout to lay these haters down, we 'bout to lay these bitches down We 'bout to lay these haters down, we 'bout to lay these bitches down I often sit and fucking wonder if I'll die early I count my blessings everyday that I'm just able to be Not in jail, oh well, or should I say in a pen to hell Stuck up in the same cell with no motherfucking bail I done been there before, ain't going back no fucking more Sleeping on them cold floors with these niggas fucking hoes They can kiss my asshole, suck my big pinky toe Somebody got to let 'em know, niggas ain't taking this shit no more Now how is it they can drag us 'round sticks up in our ass To the 41, five, getting 1910 stabs Quick to point the fucking finger, quick to say that every nigga Gang bang, drink liquor, hot as fuck 'til they sicker Why they packing fucking triggers, jealous cause our dick bigger Mad country smart niggas and we cocking six figures Judgy when you look he in his eyes, not because you think he high Is it right to take a life just because a man ain't right? How is it they can kill us then motherfucking walk Get suspended with pay, lie and say it ain't they fault Self defense bullshit, we gon' see who get hit Label me a lunatic, fuck that injustice shit We 'bout to lay these haters down, we 'bout to lay these bitches down We 'bout to lay these haters down, we 'bout to lay these bitches down It's a shame ain't it cuz, matter fact fuck us They gon' fucking put on drugs just to lock our ass up If I'm guilty then I'm guilty, if I'm not then I'm not In the end it only matters what lawyer that I got I ain't gon' do the damn crime if I can't pay the damn fine Have you pumped your damn head? Have you lost your fucking mind? I ain't mad at you folk, I'm just trying to let you know When they close that cell door, ain't no son let me go I'ma tell you what I know, not some shit I fucking wrote You gon' do that damn time, rain, sleet, fucking snow So don't ride with no dope, if you black that's a no Get somebody that is white cause they won't get pulled over How much can a man take 'fore his soul fucking break? And he think being born is his worst fucking mistake Victimized cause he's brown, never smile, always frown Keep his head down low, don't know where he wanna go So he turned to the blow, now that's all that he know Tell me what's his breaking point and what time he lets go? Should I fear for my life when I go out at night? Why they take away my rights, give me no money to fight? Am I mad? I'm damn right, am I high? As a kite I ain't popping at the mouth, y'all know I'm fucking right Now how is it they can kill us then motherfucking walk Get suspended with pay, lie and say it ain't they fault Self defense bullshit, we gon' see who get hit Label me a lunatic, fuck that injustice shit We 'bout to lay these haters down, we 'bout to lay these bitches down We 'bout to lay these haters down, we 'bout to lay these bitches down We 'bout to lay these haters down, we 'bout to lay these bitches down We 'bout to lay these haters down, we 'bout to lay these bitches down What, what, what, what What, what, what, what What, what, what, what What, what, what, what What, what, what, what What, what, what, what What, what, what, what