Lyrics of 'Bad Season' by Tech N9ne

[verse 1] tech n9ne
Everything was supposed to be all jesus, come ease us, we really need to be free from evil deeds plus
Negras, (cha) hide in thee weeds waiting to see us and we bust then they will bleed trying to seize us (cha)
Bad season, (cha) i'm ready to trip for that reason, how your beefin' gon last when your ass vegan? (grr)
I ask trees when cash is fast, and weed then gonna have cheese stashed in trash bags,
We'll have fleas then (cha)
Yes sir thats why the milli is in thee dresser for any motha f'er wanna test for tech will get him wetter (cha)
Step into death your ex messing with a keffer, never let your lover get put in less than a bed with a heffer (cha)
The mags breathing (cha), these fags freezing cause cats teased him and they passed on that evening (grr)
I flash b's, and sag my flags revving i blast heathins if they had me in bad season

[chorus] tonesha sanders
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason

[hook] krizz kaliko
Hardly time for no hardey harr, no laughter, (ah, ha)
Working them hard i can't leave no starving bastard, (ah, ha)
Pardon me if you see a star in me, it startles me
And i ain't come to party but i'm always where them bottles be

[verse 2] krizz kaliko
I'm lookin for the chips for the extra, got too many deaths
And i'm trying to find the way out the celexa (ahhhhh!)
Church folks telling me "god'll bless ya"
I ain't trying to busta rhymes, (ah, ha) diffrence is there calling me besta
My season is devil people receiving me
They party to my words but i don't think the motha fuckas is beleving me
Half the time i think my eyes are deceiving me
Fat boy, that boy o'er there, keep they hands in the air
Whoo kid told me i can nuke it (nuke it)
Rocket till it's putrid (putrid)
Articulate to prove it but motha fuckas is stupid (okay)
Kali baby, and his thing never leaving (ah, ha)
Running out of breath cause i'm breathin the bad season

[chorus] tonesha sanders
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason

[verse 3] nesto the owner
Ahh! i think i'm outta my mind, they say i'm outta control
Tech let me go! this shit right here is a straight jacket flow
It's nuts like pistachios, can't you tell? lyrically i'm sprayin' shells
Wit my tongue, the devil's my son so i'm raisin hell.
Yeah, yeah, say it twice.
Turn you to confetti wit this machetti i'm like freddy, you'll die dreamin like reggie white
Oh, oh, you in town? people shook when you around,
Cut, they know the owner's ... like unibrows
Big, big, bad wolf yeah i came and blew it down (pfffff)
This is my newest style
Oh, yeah? i'm a mess y'all know, everyone got hard flows
Where they at?! cause i can never find them like waldo
Click, click, blauw! (gunshot) at your stomach feel the pow!
Have you rollin' on the ground, bleeding pleading screaming (gunshot) owwwwwwwww!
Rest in peace, this a sad evenin'
Tech krizz and nes'll show you a bad season

[chorus] tonesha sanders
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason