Kanye West, Talib Kweli, Consequence, A Tribe Called Quest - The Killing Season lyrics

Winter in America, never knew white Christmas
'Cause L7 squares always making my shit list
Spring is in the air and
All the flowers are blooming
The powers that be wanna devour the movement
Tears disappear when they fall
On the summer rain
Bleedin' through this mic
But they call it entertainment
Running across stages is a drug
Is like a blunt that we crumble in raw papers
Call it the lord’s name 'cause we
Taking it in our veins
Like the feeding us intravenous
It’s war and we fighting
For inches and millimeters
They try to stall the progress by
Killing off all the leaders
If we don’t give them martyrs no more
They can’t defeat us
This lack of justice got us disgusted
Look at our faces
All these soldiers hate but
I saw military training
The false flags fly at a
Half mast this morning take a bow
This might be your last performance
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya

The old lady saw us on
The lawn with the Henny
Turn the pool party into
The one from McKinney
Might've been racist like the
Waitresses up in Denny’s
Swore we had twelve gauges, automatics
And semis now they wanna condemn me for
My freedom of speech
'Cause I see things in black and
White like Lisa and Screech
Presidents get impeached and others
Fill in the throne
But veterans don’t get the benefit
Of feelin' at home
So maybe those projections out at Silicon
Are what drove her to get
Injections made of silicone
I swear it’s the killing season
'Cause killin' is still in season, yeah

Louder than a three pound
Voices screaming mad to boot
It must be killing season
On the menu strangefruit
Whose juices fill the progress of
This here very nation
Whose states has grown bitter
Through justice expiration
These fruitful trees are rooted in
Bloody soil and torment
Things haven’t really changed
Or they're dormant for the moment
Marks and scars, we own it
Only makes for tougher skin
Helps us actualize the actual
Greatness held within
Been on the wrong team so much
Can’t recognize a win
Seems like my only crime is having melanin
Connection to the sun so strong
The relationship is lusted for
Causes men to suffocate
I can’t breathe no more
Settle the score sadly
Need an abacus to tally
Through all the peaks and valleys, yo
I recognize it sadly black soul bold enough
Inner city cold enough
Watch me get all my goons
Watch us get soldiered up

They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya