Kings Season

There's a season for the kings to live, we're watching, watching
The revolution those screams, time is running, ru-ru-running
The revolution those screams and we're waiting, waiting

Is it a very end of something or is it just the beginning?

Bitches at the front door
I got power, go to war
Leave me money, soldiers so I'll lay them down
Kill the poor
Tyrants want the greedy whore
Shake'em down, gimme more
The rich they paid protection plays the underscore
Give me yours
Grab onto the screams and wars
The private lives are at the core
Visions soar in my mind
All seeing I was blind
Blocking out the sunshine
Eternally, we be fine, globally
We decline anytime we mistreat
(Mother Earth)
Murder everywhere we turn
Birth of a nation
Slaves on plantations
Traps keep us facin'
Distracted, rat-racin'
Poisonous, we taste it
Uncover truth let's face it
I'll be in the basement
Rallying for placement
Changing lives is basic
The future's now don't waste it
Get up off the matrix

(oh oh ohhohh)
Is it the last time, we talk together, the last time, we watch each other?
The revolution those screams, time is running - ru-ru running
The revolution those screams and we're waiting wai-wai-wai-waiting
Kings season... Retreating slowly

Kings season... Watching screams rising

Is it the very end of something, or is it just the beginning
Watch it burning, watch them falling, watch it burning hey hey
Ohoh, ohoh, ohoh

I'll be in a basement, rely in for placement
Change the loud is basic
The futures I don't waste it, get up off the matrix.



Credits
Writer(s): Sylvain Yves Marie Michel Richard, Pierre Philippe Forestier, Thomas Michel Dominique Le Vexier, Guillaume Michel Jaulin, Rita Jackson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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