Songtext Seasons Lost prophets

Seasons

Yeah yeah, lost prophets y'all, and you know this.
*screams* (oooo we see?)
It's somethin you don't need.
Whack style will never be our style cuz me and the hard rock will always be buck wild .
Shakin your booty on the dance floor has always been my forte'.
Like a smooth groove, bust in the tape, play.
Run it back, chico fuck it up some more.
Come and get it when I stop and the beats are on. (....) all year round.
You don't give it up to the (....) and the clowns. (.... .... ....)
I'm the equator. (.... .... ....) sooner or later.
Check like a cho cho, comin like a cho cho, and it's on.
Back to (.... .... ....)

***Pre chorus & Chorus***
Sick of all the clouds in the sky, I wanna see some sun.
(long in the mornin (.... .... ....) yeah more, (.... .... ....)
I'm wanna make yah feel funky for you
Long winter, bad summer (thats all I?) seem to get by me) (oooo act free?) you'll never be (like me?)

Boom like a blast from my shotgun.
Cuz I never had one, I never really wanted one.
Not that I couldn't use it sometimes yah know?
(Coulda used for the punks that need the peep show) I saw a pretty horse (.... .... ....) seems nasty (.... .... ....) the days when the rain run through.
Circle the clouds, wanna see some sun.
Gettin crazy on the beach, need to have some fun with my crew and you, if you want to. (cuz everyone divided, the music, required) the beats rock the block, with the sound of hip hop.

***Pre chorus & Chorus***
So sick of all the clouds in the sky, I wanna see some sun.
Sick of all the rain today (.... .... ....) yeah more there's only one more .....)
Long winter, bad summer (thats all I?) seem to get by me) Its about that time y'all, bring the bass in......BOOM.
(yeah (.... .... .... melody)
Long winter, bad summer (thats all I?) seem to get by me)