(Khardier da God)

They been slaughtered, ain't nothin' even (nothin')
It's a war goin' on but ain't nothin' bleedin', nah
If it ain't nothin' comin' in, then ain't nothin' leavin', yeah
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season

For my thugs in the cage (one love)
Slugs in the gauge, they just want a couple likes
A lil' love on they page (this shit is crazy)
That just makes me wanna hallow a brother
We supposed to be leaders, but why y'all wanna follow each other? (Why?)
And my resume, couldn't tell you all that I did (uh-uh)
I've got a couple rappers heads on the wall of my crib (real talk)
Head huntin', so that means they goin' all in your wig
I make millions when I die, I leave it all to my kids
One eye in the scope, just for accurate zoomin'
I'm in the hood with the live bait and tackle for humans (I got it)
On that same exact block, I had them packages movin'
Last year I broke my crossbow, I need me a new one
Always know where you at, when you with a nigga (yeah)
Old school bear traps, for the bigger niggas (haha)
Yeah, don't try to say I ain't warn you
Ain't nobody safe, I'm hittin' niggas, huntin' season

They been slaughtered, ain't nothin' even
It's a war goin' on but ain't nothin' bleedin'
If it ain't nothin' comin' in, then ain't nothin' leavin'
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season
Yeah, huntin' season, it's huntin' season
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season
Yeah, huntin' season, it's huntin' season
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season, yeah (Push)

The greatest rapper with the leave sole, no repo
Tax manning at peephole, here's a kilo
To the victor goes the spores like I'm a la depo
All the record labels cheat codes, not for me though
Shout to Ebro and fine rhyme lovers who don't buy it
Petition but don't riot
The critics be so quiet
To question my content, is nonsense
It undermines all I've accomplished
They say all's fair in love and war
You say I moved the line just to score
Headshot to keep Adidas pure
One man army like Ason
Threw more powder in the air than LeBron
I'm sellin' Avon, that means the foundation is caked on
You know what this commission is based on, believe me
King Push, this is huntin' season
Billion streams versus a billion fiends, now we even (yugh)

They been slaughtered, ain't nothin' even
It's a war goin' on but ain't nothin' bleedin'
If it ain't nothin' comin' in, then ain't nothin' leavin'
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season
Yeah, huntin' season, it's huntin' season
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season
Yeah, huntin' season, it's huntin' season
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season, yeah

Who did it with the GOATs? (Who?)
Who write they own quotes? (Who?)
Who really sold dope?
Jock this down in your notes (I'll wait)
'Cause everybody traumatized now
If you notice that's usually when the drama dies down
The bad weather, the rain, keep the homicides down
I ain't sendin' nobody to do it, I'ma slide down (me)
Uh, your argument ain't a argument (nah)
This ain't a democracy it's a parliament (yeah)
When your skills is right, niggas acknowledge it (that's it)
Gotta sharpen your steel before you polish it (protocol)
Yeah, plain jane on all bezels
Trust me, I am with the smoke on all levels
Discuss me, I'm like the Pope in all ghettos (the Pope)
The higher ups of all devils (facts)
Can't wait to push the gold button
When I think of these rappers, I wanna go huntin'

They been slaughtered, ain't nothin' even
It's a war goin' on but ain't nothin' bleedin'
If it ain't nothin' comin' in, then ain't nothin' leavin'
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season
Yeah, huntin' season, it's huntin' season
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season
Yeah, huntin' season, it's huntin' season
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season, yeah

They been slaughtered, ain't nothin' even
It's a war goin' on but ain't nothin' bleedin'
If it ain't nothin' comin' in, then ain't nothin' leavin'
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season
Yeah, huntin' season, it's huntin' season
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season
Yeah, huntin' season, it's huntin' season
When I think think of all these rappers, it's huntin' season, yeah

You hear my huntin' talk? Yeah
Elmer Fudd style (yeah)
You better have your shotgun loaded (yeah)
Or you better be able to hide, niggas (yeah)
It's fair game (yeah)
There's just an X on your back
Out there in the wilderness (yeah)

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Writer(s): Francis Ubiera, Jason Phillips, Shaun Thomas, Terrence Thornton, Tim Schoegje