Burning Season Lyrics
| Song | Burning Season |
| Artist | Killarmy |
| Album | Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Bougard, Grant, Hamlin |
| [00:03.246] | (9th Prince) Get the vests, get the vests |
| [00:04.405] | (Killa Sin) Word up, grab your nines |
| [00:06.378] | (9th Prince) Crazy head get out there God. |
| [00:13.198] | Blast that nigga hard |
| [00:14.297] | (Killa Sin) It's all real over here |
| [00:17.044] | (Shogun Assasson) Killa Sin, 9th Prince, what |
| [00:19.609] | (Killa Sin) We don't give a fuck |
| [00:20.800] | (Lots of other difficult to decipher mumblings) |
| [00:22.106] | (9th Prince) Yo, it's burning season |
| [00:23.582] | Y'all thugs is guiltly of high treason |
| [00:25.652] | Many of them bleeding |
| [00:27.000] | Some getting sent to the brain for no reason |
| [00:29.568] | On the streets niggas kill without a license, in Scarsville |
| [00:33.094] | It's all for real cause everything is real |
| [00:35.340] | Don't sleep on the average cat he's packing steel |
| [00:37.088] | (Killa Sin) Ayo nigga I'm on the cash rules |
| [00:38.753] | Wasted in my hand, half a hundred grand |
| [00:40.700] | Injure that pretender in the black land |
| [00:42.749] | Heard he be the crack man |
| [00:44.143] | Selling major jums by the pager son |
| [00:45.942] | He the one sporting crazy tools, laser weigh a ton |
| [00:48.680] | So here's the plan, get the Glock I got the doo-wop |
| [00:51.113] | Follow him for two blocks |
| [00:52.252] | And pop him if he do cock |
| [00:53.713] | Scat back better snap his nap back for that black |
| [00:56.393] | Pass the stacks to Fat Cat |
| [00:57.609] | And find out where the crack's at |
| [00:59.048] | Rolling out make sure you keep your phone out |
| [01:00.804] | So I can reach your shit quick |
| [01:02.201] | Get his whip stripped and take my own route for safety |
| [01:04.754] | Mistakes be for hasty, many jakes who chase me |
| [01:07.230] | But never have the space to embrace me |
| [01:09.268] | A fool's game where all the rules change |
| [01:10.929] | I never move the same, but who's to blame |
| [01:12.531] | My nigga Buddha came with the ruger aim |
| [01:14.876] | Somebody screamed stop the violence |
| [01:16.334] | So this nigga had the silencer |
| [01:17.771] | Spitting black talons at any challenger |
| [01:19.700] | Yo, it was a ghetto Vietnam I tried to flee and harm |
| [01:22.408] | Me and Har my nigga Buddha |
| [01:23.774] | Caught about three in the arm |
| [01:25.265] | But one traveled to his abdomen |
| [01:26.823] | I grabbed him and embraced him |
| [01:28.359] | Had to see how bad this crab had laced him |
| [01:30.084] | Yo, rapidly bleeding started pleading for his life |
| [01:32.418] | Take care my seed and my wife |
| [01:33.686] | Make sure she's feeding him right |
| [01:35.060] | True indeed black I got your back |
| [01:36.980] | I hold it down on the real |
| [01:38.370] | May you rest in peace son |
| [01:39.581] | I see you on the ground |
| [01:40.372] | (9th Prince) Yo, it's burning season |
| [01:41.884] | Y'all thugs is guiltly of high treason |
| [01:43.926] | Many of them bleeding |
| [01:45.271] | Some getting sent to the brain for no reason |
| [01:47.841] | On the streets niggas kill without a license, in Scarsville |
| [01:51.317] | It's all for real cause everything is real |
| [01:53.584] | Don't sleep on the average cat he's packing steel |
| [01:55.890] | (Killa Sin) Many times |
| [01:56.468] | I fought the urge to resort to crime |
| [01:58.527] | But I find my criminal mind |
| [02:00.120] | Complying with the villain kind |
| [02:01.784] | I'm feeling nines 'til they overflow |
| [02:03.524] | Going blow for blow with the rest |
| [02:04.930] | Cause them try and test the best, it's a slug fest |
| [02:07.456] | Round one sounds wrong I found one |
| [02:09.467] | Lurking in the back now |
| [02:10.657] | Clapped him with my pound son |
| [02:11.917] | The shells drop, old ladies yell for the cops |
| [02:14.192] | And shorty shot shit |
| [02:15.324] | Fell in the arms of his pops and didn't mean to |
| [02:17.887] | Why he had them running away |
| [02:19.372] | Should have taught him how to duck |
| [02:20.752] | When he heard the fucking gun spray |
| [02:22.616] | I say a prayer for the kid, keep stepping |
| [02:24.695] | With my weapon cocked |
| [02:25.770] | Wetting up the block every section hot |
| [02:27.871] | The gats flash out by leaps and bounds |
| [02:29.853] | Now police and hounds making up grounds |
| [02:31.728] | Cause they chasing me down |
| [02:33.050] | I'm all alone in this war zone, my brain's under stress |
| [02:36.123] | Thinking I'm blessed if I can make it home |
| [02:38.176] | Scared to death kid, catch my breath I bear left |
| [02:40.968] | Hit the weeds and then rest to calm my chest |
| [02:43.026] | But an undercover had discovered my plot and plan |
| [02:45.966] | I shot the man so I dropped my Glock and ran |
| [02:48.204] | (9th Prince) Get the fuck out the way |
| [02:49.739] | Move, move |
| [02:50.800] | Get the fuck out the way, oh shit |
| [02:58.509] | (Killa Sin) Yo, I made a rally to a dark alley |
| [03:01.134] | Where I bumped heads with crackhead Fred |
| [03:03.058] | And his bitch named Sally |
| [03:04.388] | She had a down low lab for me to go to |
| [03:06.651] | Where I could relax |
| [03:07.604] | And count stacks like I'm supposed to |
| [03:09.407] | Keep my whereabouts on the hush hush |
| [03:11.271] | I had to provide some heroin high |
| [03:13.185] | Sick grooves, and five bags of dust |
| [03:14.894] | I didn't wet up or let it slide because I was petrified |
| [03:17.705] | If homicide got me they gonna watch me die |
| [03:20.152] | Fuck that, I'm going all out, no half stepping |
| [03:22.676] | My last weapon is cocked to keep that ass jetting |
| [03:25.271] | I lay low for like five days or so |
| [03:27.354] | Put some troopers on the block |
| [03:28.538] | Round the clock to make me dough |
| [03:30.158] | Yo, out of sight and out of mind be my motto |
| [03:32.765] | I promise myself I'm gonna make it to see tomorrow |
| [03:35.081] | (9th Prince) Yo, it's burning season |
| [03:36.621] | Y'all thugs is guiltly of high treason |
| [03:38.699] | Many of them bleeding |
| [03:40.055] | Some getting sent to the brain for no reason |
| [03:42.566] | On the streets niggas kill without a license, in Scarsville |
| [03:46.126] | It's all for real cause everything is real |
| [03:48.334] | Don't sleep on the average cat he's packing steel |
| [03:52.158] | (Killa Sin) Word up, Killarm '96 |
| [03:55.962] | Killa Sin, word up |
| [03:58.623] | 9th Prince |
| [04:00.936] | The saga continues |
| [04:03.925] | For real though gotta let these niggas know |
| [04:08.490] | To the rounds in the cut, all real niggas raise up |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Bougard, Grant, Hamlin |
| [00:03.246] | 9th Prince Get the vests, get the vests |
| [00:04.405] | Killa Sin Word up, grab your nines |
| [00:06.378] | 9th Prince Crazy head get out there God. |
| [00:13.198] | Blast that nigga hard |
| [00:14.297] | Killa Sin It' s all real over here |
| [00:17.044] | Shogun Assasson Killa Sin, 9th Prince, what |
| [00:19.609] | Killa Sin We don' t give a fuck |
| [00:20.800] | Lots of other difficult to decipher mumblings |
| [00:22.106] | 9th Prince Yo, it' s burning season |
| [00:23.582] | Y' all thugs is guiltly of high treason |
| [00:25.652] | Many of them bleeding |
| [00:27.000] | Some getting sent to the brain for no reason |
| [00:29.568] | On the streets niggas kill without a license, in Scarsville |
| [00:33.094] | It' s all for real cause everything is real |
| [00:35.340] | Don' t sleep on the average cat he' s packing steel |
| [00:37.088] | Killa Sin Ayo nigga I' m on the cash rules |
| [00:38.753] | Wasted in my hand, half a hundred grand |
| [00:40.700] | Injure that pretender in the black land |
| [00:42.749] | Heard he be the crack man |
| [00:44.143] | Selling major jums by the pager son |
| [00:45.942] | He the one sporting crazy tools, laser weigh a ton |
| [00:48.680] | So here' s the plan, get the Glock I got the doowop |
| [00:51.113] | Follow him for two blocks |
| [00:52.252] | And pop him if he do cock |
| [00:53.713] | Scat back better snap his nap back for that black |
| [00:56.393] | Pass the stacks to Fat Cat |
| [00:57.609] | And find out where the crack' s at |
| [00:59.048] | Rolling out make sure you keep your phone out |
| [01:00.804] | So I can reach your shit quick |
| [01:02.201] | Get his whip stripped and take my own route for safety |
| [01:04.754] | Mistakes be for hasty, many jakes who chase me |
| [01:07.230] | But never have the space to embrace me |
| [01:09.268] | A fool' s game where all the rules change |
| [01:10.929] | I never move the same, but who' s to blame |
| [01:12.531] | My nigga Buddha came with the ruger aim |
| [01:14.876] | Somebody screamed stop the violence |
| [01:16.334] | So this nigga had the silencer |
| [01:17.771] | Spitting black talons at any challenger |
| [01:19.700] | Yo, it was a ghetto Vietnam I tried to flee and harm |
| [01:22.408] | Me and Har my nigga Buddha |
| [01:23.774] | Caught about three in the arm |
| [01:25.265] | But one traveled to his abdomen |
| [01:26.823] | I grabbed him and embraced him |
| [01:28.359] | Had to see how bad this crab had laced him |
| [01:30.084] | Yo, rapidly bleeding started pleading for his life |
| [01:32.418] | Take care my seed and my wife |
| [01:33.686] | Make sure she' s feeding him right |
| [01:35.060] | True indeed black I got your back |
| [01:36.980] | I hold it down on the real |
| [01:38.370] | May you rest in peace son |
| [01:39.581] | I see you on the ground |
| [01:40.372] | 9th Prince Yo, it' s burning season |
| [01:41.884] | Y' all thugs is guiltly of high treason |
| [01:43.926] | Many of them bleeding |
| [01:45.271] | Some getting sent to the brain for no reason |
| [01:47.841] | On the streets niggas kill without a license, in Scarsville |
| [01:51.317] | It' s all for real cause everything is real |
| [01:53.584] | Don' t sleep on the average cat he' s packing steel |
| [01:55.890] | Killa Sin Many times |
| [01:56.468] | I fought the urge to resort to crime |
| [01:58.527] | But I find my criminal mind |
| [02:00.120] | Complying with the villain kind |
| [02:01.784] | I' m feeling nines ' til they overflow |
| [02:03.524] | Going blow for blow with the rest |
| [02:04.930] | Cause them try and test the best, it' s a slug fest |
| [02:07.456] | Round one sounds wrong I found one |
| [02:09.467] | Lurking in the back now |
| [02:10.657] | Clapped him with my pound son |
| [02:11.917] | The shells drop, old ladies yell for the cops |
| [02:14.192] | And shorty shot shit |
| [02:15.324] | Fell in the arms of his pops and didn' t mean to |
| [02:17.887] | Why he had them running away |
| [02:19.372] | Should have taught him how to duck |
| [02:20.752] | When he heard the fucking gun spray |
| [02:22.616] | I say a prayer for the kid, keep stepping |
| [02:24.695] | With my weapon cocked |
| [02:25.770] | Wetting up the block every section hot |
| [02:27.871] | The gats flash out by leaps and bounds |
| [02:29.853] | Now police and hounds making up grounds |
| [02:31.728] | Cause they chasing me down |
| [02:33.050] | I' m all alone in this war zone, my brain' s under stress |
| [02:36.123] | Thinking I' m blessed if I can make it home |
| [02:38.176] | Scared to death kid, catch my breath I bear left |
| [02:40.968] | Hit the weeds and then rest to calm my chest |
| [02:43.026] | But an undercover had discovered my plot and plan |
| [02:45.966] | I shot the man so I dropped my Glock and ran |
| [02:48.204] | 9th Prince Get the fuck out the way |
| [02:49.739] | Move, move |
| [02:50.800] | Get the fuck out the way, oh shit |
| [02:58.509] | Killa Sin Yo, I made a rally to a dark alley |
| [03:01.134] | Where I bumped heads with crackhead Fred |
| [03:03.058] | And his bitch named Sally |
| [03:04.388] | She had a down low lab for me to go to |
| [03:06.651] | Where I could relax |
| [03:07.604] | And count stacks like I' m supposed to |
| [03:09.407] | Keep my whereabouts on the hush hush |
| [03:11.271] | I had to provide some heroin high |
| [03:13.185] | Sick grooves, and five bags of dust |
| [03:14.894] | I didn' t wet up or let it slide because I was petrified |
| [03:17.705] | If homicide got me they gonna watch me die |
| [03:20.152] | Fuck that, I' m going all out, no half stepping |
| [03:22.676] | My last weapon is cocked to keep that ass jetting |
| [03:25.271] | I lay low for like five days or so |
| [03:27.354] | Put some troopers on the block |
| [03:28.538] | Round the clock to make me dough |
| [03:30.158] | Yo, out of sight and out of mind be my motto |
| [03:32.765] | I promise myself I' m gonna make it to see tomorrow |
| [03:35.081] | 9th Prince Yo, it' s burning season |
| [03:36.621] | Y' all thugs is guiltly of high treason |
| [03:38.699] | Many of them bleeding |
| [03:40.055] | Some getting sent to the brain for no reason |
| [03:42.566] | On the streets niggas kill without a license, in Scarsville |
| [03:46.126] | It' s all for real cause everything is real |
| [03:48.334] | Don' t sleep on the average cat he' s packing steel |
| [03:52.158] | Killa Sin Word up, Killarm ' 96 |
| [03:55.962] | Killa Sin, word up |
| [03:58.623] | 9th Prince |
| [04:00.936] | The saga continues |
| [04:03.925] | For real though gotta let these niggas know |
| [04:08.490] | To the rounds in the cut, all real niggas raise up |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Bougard, Grant, Hamlin |
| [00:03.246] | 9th Prince Get the vests, get the vests |
| [00:04.405] | Killa Sin Word up, grab your nines |
| [00:06.378] | 9th Prince Crazy head get out there God. |
| [00:13.198] | Blast that nigga hard |
| [00:14.297] | Killa Sin It' s all real over here |
| [00:17.044] | Shogun Assasson Killa Sin, 9th Prince, what |
| [00:19.609] | Killa Sin We don' t give a fuck |
| [00:20.800] | Lots of other difficult to decipher mumblings |
| [00:22.106] | 9th Prince Yo, it' s burning season |
| [00:23.582] | Y' all thugs is guiltly of high treason |
| [00:25.652] | Many of them bleeding |
| [00:27.000] | Some getting sent to the brain for no reason |
| [00:29.568] | On the streets niggas kill without a license, in Scarsville |
| [00:33.094] | It' s all for real cause everything is real |
| [00:35.340] | Don' t sleep on the average cat he' s packing steel |
| [00:37.088] | Killa Sin Ayo nigga I' m on the cash rules |
| [00:38.753] | Wasted in my hand, half a hundred grand |
| [00:40.700] | Injure that pretender in the black land |
| [00:42.749] | Heard he be the crack man |
| [00:44.143] | Selling major jums by the pager son |
| [00:45.942] | He the one sporting crazy tools, laser weigh a ton |
| [00:48.680] | So here' s the plan, get the Glock I got the doowop |
| [00:51.113] | Follow him for two blocks |
| [00:52.252] | And pop him if he do cock |
| [00:53.713] | Scat back better snap his nap back for that black |
| [00:56.393] | Pass the stacks to Fat Cat |
| [00:57.609] | And find out where the crack' s at |
| [00:59.048] | Rolling out make sure you keep your phone out |
| [01:00.804] | So I can reach your shit quick |
| [01:02.201] | Get his whip stripped and take my own route for safety |
| [01:04.754] | Mistakes be for hasty, many jakes who chase me |
| [01:07.230] | But never have the space to embrace me |
| [01:09.268] | A fool' s game where all the rules change |
| [01:10.929] | I never move the same, but who' s to blame |
| [01:12.531] | My nigga Buddha came with the ruger aim |
| [01:14.876] | Somebody screamed stop the violence |
| [01:16.334] | So this nigga had the silencer |
| [01:17.771] | Spitting black talons at any challenger |
| [01:19.700] | Yo, it was a ghetto Vietnam I tried to flee and harm |
| [01:22.408] | Me and Har my nigga Buddha |
| [01:23.774] | Caught about three in the arm |
| [01:25.265] | But one traveled to his abdomen |
| [01:26.823] | I grabbed him and embraced him |
| [01:28.359] | Had to see how bad this crab had laced him |
| [01:30.084] | Yo, rapidly bleeding started pleading for his life |
| [01:32.418] | Take care my seed and my wife |
| [01:33.686] | Make sure she' s feeding him right |
| [01:35.060] | True indeed black I got your back |
| [01:36.980] | I hold it down on the real |
| [01:38.370] | May you rest in peace son |
| [01:39.581] | I see you on the ground |
| [01:40.372] | 9th Prince Yo, it' s burning season |
| [01:41.884] | Y' all thugs is guiltly of high treason |
| [01:43.926] | Many of them bleeding |
| [01:45.271] | Some getting sent to the brain for no reason |
| [01:47.841] | On the streets niggas kill without a license, in Scarsville |
| [01:51.317] | It' s all for real cause everything is real |
| [01:53.584] | Don' t sleep on the average cat he' s packing steel |
| [01:55.890] | Killa Sin Many times |
| [01:56.468] | I fought the urge to resort to crime |
| [01:58.527] | But I find my criminal mind |
| [02:00.120] | Complying with the villain kind |
| [02:01.784] | I' m feeling nines ' til they overflow |
| [02:03.524] | Going blow for blow with the rest |
| [02:04.930] | Cause them try and test the best, it' s a slug fest |
| [02:07.456] | Round one sounds wrong I found one |
| [02:09.467] | Lurking in the back now |
| [02:10.657] | Clapped him with my pound son |
| [02:11.917] | The shells drop, old ladies yell for the cops |
| [02:14.192] | And shorty shot shit |
| [02:15.324] | Fell in the arms of his pops and didn' t mean to |
| [02:17.887] | Why he had them running away |
| [02:19.372] | Should have taught him how to duck |
| [02:20.752] | When he heard the fucking gun spray |
| [02:22.616] | I say a prayer for the kid, keep stepping |
| [02:24.695] | With my weapon cocked |
| [02:25.770] | Wetting up the block every section hot |
| [02:27.871] | The gats flash out by leaps and bounds |
| [02:29.853] | Now police and hounds making up grounds |
| [02:31.728] | Cause they chasing me down |
| [02:33.050] | I' m all alone in this war zone, my brain' s under stress |
| [02:36.123] | Thinking I' m blessed if I can make it home |
| [02:38.176] | Scared to death kid, catch my breath I bear left |
| [02:40.968] | Hit the weeds and then rest to calm my chest |
| [02:43.026] | But an undercover had discovered my plot and plan |
| [02:45.966] | I shot the man so I dropped my Glock and ran |
| [02:48.204] | 9th Prince Get the fuck out the way |
| [02:49.739] | Move, move |
| [02:50.800] | Get the fuck out the way, oh shit |
| [02:58.509] | Killa Sin Yo, I made a rally to a dark alley |
| [03:01.134] | Where I bumped heads with crackhead Fred |
| [03:03.058] | And his bitch named Sally |
| [03:04.388] | She had a down low lab for me to go to |
| [03:06.651] | Where I could relax |
| [03:07.604] | And count stacks like I' m supposed to |
| [03:09.407] | Keep my whereabouts on the hush hush |
| [03:11.271] | I had to provide some heroin high |
| [03:13.185] | Sick grooves, and five bags of dust |
| [03:14.894] | I didn' t wet up or let it slide because I was petrified |
| [03:17.705] | If homicide got me they gonna watch me die |
| [03:20.152] | Fuck that, I' m going all out, no half stepping |
| [03:22.676] | My last weapon is cocked to keep that ass jetting |
| [03:25.271] | I lay low for like five days or so |
| [03:27.354] | Put some troopers on the block |
| [03:28.538] | Round the clock to make me dough |
| [03:30.158] | Yo, out of sight and out of mind be my motto |
| [03:32.765] | I promise myself I' m gonna make it to see tomorrow |
| [03:35.081] | 9th Prince Yo, it' s burning season |
| [03:36.621] | Y' all thugs is guiltly of high treason |
| [03:38.699] | Many of them bleeding |
| [03:40.055] | Some getting sent to the brain for no reason |
| [03:42.566] | On the streets niggas kill without a license, in Scarsville |
| [03:46.126] | It' s all for real cause everything is real |
| [03:48.334] | Don' t sleep on the average cat he' s packing steel |
| [03:52.158] | Killa Sin Word up, Killarm ' 96 |
| [03:55.962] | Killa Sin, word up |
| [03:58.623] | 9th Prince |
| [04:00.936] | The saga continues |
| [04:03.925] | For real though gotta let these niggas know |
| [04:08.490] | To the rounds in the cut, all real niggas raise up |
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