Seasons Of Love lyrics

by

King Los


My name is Matthew Jonathan Derrick-Huie
But I go by the name of John River
I’m from a little city called Mississauga and Greater Toronto Ontario, Canada
And I’d like to officially welcome you to ‘The Calm’

(Verse 1)

Teacher asked me what I was
Said “Miss, I’m a rapper”
Grew up in the gym by the rim as a Raptor
Take the last shot, never been a passer
My life in this tape, every song is a chapter
Gotta read the novel, better read the book
I’m somewhere in between a role model and a crook
Depends on how you look
Depends on how you see it
They said my future’s looking bright
n*gga its my spirit
Tell me can you hear it?
Tell me are you with me?
f*ck these n*ggas talking ‘bout their b*tches and their titties
I rap about the city
It’s motherf*ckin’ gritty
Got n*ggas on my block catching 25 to 50 years
My n*ggas in the whips switching gears
My n*ggas in the clique that never switched though the years
Know it’s getting realer, clearer with the feeling
Need someone to look up to? Put a mirror on the ceiling, like

(Chorus)

We coming straight from the streets on this
You know it’s been a long process
It’s taken 525,600 minutes to get this done
And you know, we know we couldn’t have done this without y’all
And we appreciate all the support and the love
So I’d like to give a big shout out to
The n*ggas who came and handed out the CDs
The people that came to the video shoots
The people that pushed John River when John River didn’t have a name
And believed in this before we believed in ourselves
This is for my block, this is for C-L-K
This is for Woodlands, this is for T Dot
This is for Canada, n*gga
I’d like to officially welcome y’all to ‘The Calm’

R.I.P. my n*gga Jazze
Lukas Schueder, God bless
Mamta Singh, rest in peace

(Verse 2)

Look I said baby wanna change the world
Grow from a sprig tree
Lines are kinda deep, only know if you dig me
Name’s John River
Dough off of brig leaks
f*ck your bullsh*t, Derrick Rose to ya big 3’s
Egos and weak flows, they tower at the win
I wanna be the best, put in hours at the gym
Workin’ on my jumper, power at the rim
Maynard n*ggas leave you sour for the ring
And well, if we shootin’ then I wanna get the lead
Denzel, book of Eli
Mama look at me fly, member’ sending tracks
n*ggas didn’t reply
Saying you the best, tall tales looking knee high
I’m here by the declaring, you near by the barring
Back in my city ain’t a single life I’m sparing
Know dat, we comin’ straight up out the city where there’s simply no slack
Go deeper in the dot a n*gga tell a n*gga “hold that”
Hey, the whole Gat

Hey look my n*gga, we want all of y’all to stay blessed
And enjoy
And we’d like to truly, truly, truly thank
And I wanna personally thank and say I appreciate all the, all the love y’all shown
Cause we couldn’t have done it without y’all
We know that
And this is the final product
Welcome to ‘The Calm’

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