Here we lay face to face once again Silence cuts like a knife as we pretend. And I'm wondering who will be the first to say what we both know We're just
You came with the season, as the first swallow sang A brown headed stranger, with a five-letter name We planted our kisses where the wild berries grow
' my winnings without punching no glocks The game's gettin' hard, so I gotta get smarter Watching out for cops, cause my homies got knocked Drought seas
on the road with that paperboy 18 speeds with the paperboy Goin door to door with the paperboy We be them paperboys, we be them paperboys, ayy [Charles Hamilton:] Top of the verse like the first
the talk Some people look at me as the real talk of New York I ain't these like these niggaz who be feinin' to front Like they the first to ever put green
TRACY You can't stop an avalanche As it races down the hill You can try to stop the seasons, girl But ya know you never will And you can try to stop
feat. Akon) New York City All in Los Angeles California From the drive lanes to the open seas baby To all my beautiful ladies [Akon] (I see) The first
thru another fit you had to split because she was wit you And now I'm at the crib all alone damn I miss you Ay when we first met you was too tense for
s List know I'm saying, that's what I ride to When I'm rolling, through these mo'fucking city streets Corner to corner, block to block Witnessing nothing but bullshit, first
me until I'm gone, if you love living your life, leave me alone [Z-Ro:] Fuck everybody lately, cause it was fuck me first What's the reason for the season
Make a wish in Flower fishing Moving vibration Mild relation I'm jamaican on your radio station Got a curse in Could be worse in You first In a
the same Watch as your rapid seasons start to change All of the seasons that fought you All of the reasons that got you here in the first place Love
girl look so fly like me. Now I'd done been around the world thought I'd seen it all Er color, er shape, what I need and all, Switch like seasons, when
don't pretend you're feeling there's nothing worth believing. God, if you persist you'll die like this, and wither in the midst of your first season
and i love (and i love) boy i love you the very first time that i laid eyes on you i knew there was a vibe, a special one between us two theres many seasons
of a Thug Nigga [Chorus: (various samples)] "Tis the season, to be servin" "What you doin?" "Mob-mobbin like a motherfucker" -- [Snoop Doggy Dogg] [repeat 3X] "Tis the season
of a Thug Nigga Chorus: (various samples) "Tis the season, to be servin" "What you doin?" "Mob-mobbin like a motherfucker" -- Snoop Doggy Dogg (repeat 3X) "Tis the season
Comin' comin' comin in your mouth Awww Shit Great bitch man I'm mixing at the juice (Oh, shit) The red bull never did it as a boost (Oh, shit) First