(feat. Masta Ace)



[Intro]

One two

It's Masta Ace, Cunninlyguists

We about to get into the seasons

The seasons of hip hop

How we gonna start it?



[Masta Ace]

As we spring back to the past, it was all happening fast

We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass

When b-boys danced to the latest jam

You could say this man was the greatest fan

When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black

And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all you needed

When it blast...they must move

You just proved you're hard like L in Krush Groove

And songs started to drop - Ain't nobody start at the top

Before Preme (DJ Premier) learned the art of the chop

This is way before SP's...and MPC's

And long before CD's and MP3's

The game started to bloom and blossom

And masters ready for the cermony, like a groom in costume

Growth from the rain of the previous years

I took notes from what I heard through these devious ears

Yeah



[Deacon the Villian]

As Summer's heatwaves ascended in it's splendid manner

Green was flooding our scene, although the skin was tanner

"Fuck The Police!!" jumpin over radio scanners

It was hot in the shade, wet paint all over the canvans

Fuck Vanilla Ice cones, we had T, Cube's Amerikka's Most

And wanted that Chronic on the Left-Coast

Talent pools were full and fresh for swimming

Backstrokin' through Dark Sides and Illmatic beginnings

Them lemonade stands would make you street platinum

It was 2 Live.. Florida crews caught heat for rappin

But free speech pollination kept bee's colonizing in hives

And stung Delores Tucker right in her pride

The Tribes ocean splash was rising the tide

Strictly 4 My Niggaz that were ready to die in the ride

I wish the summer's vibe could've lasted forever

To bad we had to have a change in that weather.. that shit was beautiful



[Chorus]

"Seasons Change, mad things rearrange" - Lauryn Hill, "How Many Mics"

"Play me in the winter, play me in the summer, play in the autumn, any order"- Ladybug, "9th Wonder"

"Seasons Change, mad things rearrange" - Lauryn Hill, "How Many Mics"

"Trees bright and green turn yellow brown, autumn caught em

 See all them leaves must fall down" - Andre 3000, "13th Floor/Growing Old"



[Kno]

As the East vs. West winds blew, causing two

Legends to Fall like maple leaves from escalated beef

Assumed that the worst was over

Til these cats started wearing shiny costumes like the 31st of October

The weather's colder, but the word jacket/jack it

Is what they did to people's styles, not what they covered they backs with

Tactics of the skill impaired

No Limit to what they'll do when the green is scarce

Some be Thanksgiving for who they know, while others get jerked for loot

Cause gettin signed ain't a turkey shoot

No respect for the pilgrims who paved the way so you could rock that

Just pop crap and Plymouth Rock-Rap

Beyond gimmicks and fake plastic tits

Outkast and Raekwon dropped fall classic discs

Born to Roll, so I'm taking you back to school days of autumn

Before the bottom dropped out in 2K



[SOS]

By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains

Winter brought along platinum causing the ice age

No more Gold, no more YO! MTV RAPS

Now we got R&B cats stealing classic rap tracks

In winter it's snowed in like the temperature's below ten

Citizens open up shows for more snowmen

Scrawny boys rock bubblegooses to pose like grown men

And you can catch freezer burn from women when they show skin

Jolly, fat, white men get paid when rap hits the shelves

And artists themselves get treated like Elves

Matter of fact, Santa's gotten so greedy when a rapper sells

You even need clearance to sample Jingle Bells

What the hell! You need cells and 2 ways for chicks to bone ya?

And so much ice on ya body that you can get pneumonia

Even at the beaches of Daytona it's gotten colder

But it's about time for the cycle to start over [echo]



How we gonna start?