PROF - The Season lyrics

(Verse 1) Born in the ghetto, Young white boy Not a dolla dolla bill but a momma that'll work for it Hard boy with a soft side, seen a little bocka bocka (bang bang) Life on the southside My views have changed from where I came from When you seen a man die right under the same sun I ain't a G, I ain't ride or die But I will knock a mother f**er out if he try So eat off me, I'm running a crew I ain't hard but I'm willing to bet I'm harder than you Some of the best people that I've met in life Push weight and come home at night to kiss their wife, yeah Ain't it funny how the world can go? Haters last year be at the front row of the shows I've seen time fly, slowly I've let people forget what they owe me I ain't saying that I'm O.G. but I bet you know me I'm the dude people know closely Mr. Wan, Obi-done-Kahobi, Prof's on the mic If there's better, just show me (Hook) Run along now boy Start thieving, (AA-OOH) it's season. (x4) (Verse 2) I ain't f**ing round no more, this is my life f** nice, I've already tried being polite So I'm a grab a whip, grab a gun, grab a knife And I'm a roll around 'n stick up everything in sight Everybody throw your hands in the sky, If you're ready to rob then I'm ready to ride. (x4) My whole life is quite right here If I don't blow I know I'll be nice right here But what eats me a live to see these MC flies s** dick and get a piece of the pie, like I got envy for one reason For me to show these MCs it's the season When you dap me up I see nothing but fear Like every MC I've leap-frogged my whole career So it's young Prof with a rifle and a notebook, cold crook Stick 'em up, I got 'em so shook They need a rapper that's as different from 'em all I think it's time I come around and answer their call (Hook) Run along now boy Start thieving, (AA-OOH) it's season. (x4) (Verse 3) Keep my eyes open, I was born to wake up It's a new day like Good morning, Jacob Good morning sunshine People blind to the fact I'm more than one side People try so hard to understand me I'd like to tell 'em, b**h please don't Cause I'm a different man every single day And I will say all the stuff that they probably won't I've made up my mind, I'm ready to break laws I'm ready to sacrifice, ready to take off I'm ready to blow away anybody trying to get between me and mine. Ya feel me? (Hook) Run along now boy Start thieving, (AA-OOH) it's season. (x4)