Seasons
C-Clays Lyrics


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There's a season for the kings to leave
We're watching, watching
The revolution, those screams
Time is running, running
The revolution, those screams
And we're waiting, waiting

Is it the 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'em 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
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 oh oh)
Is it the last time, we talk together
The last time, we watch each other
The revolution those screams
Time is running, running
The revolution those screams
And we're waiting, waiting

Kings season,
Retreating slowly
Kings season watching scream 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
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
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.

Overall Meaning

The song “Seasons” by C-Clays is a powerful and reflective anthem about change, revolution, and the passing of power from one regime to the next. The lyrics begin by describing the passing of power as the kings leave and the revolution begins. The imagery of screams and time running creates a sense of urgency and chaos, emphasizing the gravity of the situation. The singer questions whether this upheaval is the end of something or a new beginning, leaving the listener to ponder what the future holds.


The middle verses of the song are intense, painting a picture of a corrupt society in which greed and power rule. The lines “I got power, go to war, Leave me money, soldiers so I'll lay'em down, kill the poor” show the dark side of leadership, where those with power are willing to sacrifice others for their own gain. The singer speaks of a society where murder is everywhere, and the birth of a nation is corrupted by slavery and oppression. But even in the face of this darkness, the singer vows to fight for change, to rally for placement, and make a difference. The final chorus echoes the sense of urgency and the need for change as the listener is urged to get up off the matrix and make a difference.


Line by Line Meaning

There's a season for the kings to leave
Times of power and rulership must eventually come to an end


We're watching, watching
Observing the current state of affairs, waiting for change


The revolution, those screams
A cry for radical political transformation and the protests that accompany it


Time is running, running
There is a sense of urgency, change needs to happen quickly


And we're waiting, waiting
Despite the urgency, waiting is all that can be done until change is initiated


Is it the very end of something
Are we witnessing the end of an era or a system?


Or is it just the beginning
Or is this the start of a new beginning?


Bitches at the front door
People in power are being threatened from all angles and are trying to hold on to it


I got power, go to war
Those in power will use whatever means necessary to maintain their position


Leave me money, soldiers so I'll lay'em down, kill the poor
The corrupt rich will use the poor to their advantage and pay others to do their dirty work


Tyrants want the greedy whore
Those in power seek to exploit those who are greedy and easily manipulated


Shake'em down, gimme more
Powerful people take advantage of others for their own benefit


The rich they paid protection plays the underscore
The wealthy pay for protection and use their influence to ensure their position isn't threatened


Give me yours
Those in positions of wealth and power will take what they want without remorse


Grab onto the screams and wars
People use the unrest and protests of the masses for their own gain


The private lives are at the core
The intimate details of people's lives are being exploited in order to gain power


Visions soar in my mind
There is hope for the future


All seeing I was blind
Despite being in power, one can be ignorant to the struggles of others


Blocking out the sunshine
The powerful have the ability to obstruct the beauty in life for those below them


Eternally, we be fine, globally
Despite the turmoil, the world will ultimately be okay


We decline anytime we mistreat
Humanity's decline is directly tied to how we treat each other


Murder everywhere we turn
Violence and death are omnipresent in society


Birth of a nation, slaves on plantations
The birth of America was marked by the enslavement of Black people


Traps keep us facin', distracted, rat-racin'
Society is designed to keep people busy and distracted from systemic issues


Poisonous, we taste it, uncover truth let's face it
We are experiencing the negative effects of societal corruption and need to confront the truth in order to change it


I'll be in the basement, rallying for placement
Change begins with grassroots efforts and small-scale organizing


Changing lives is basic
Improving people's lives should be a basic goal of society


The future's now don't waste it
The current moment is a critical time to make meaningful change


Get up off the matrix
We need to extract ourselves from the harmful systems and institutions that hold us down


Kings season, retreating slowly
Those in power are slowly losing their grasp on it


Kings season watching scream rising
The public outcry for change is becoming too loud to ignore


Watch it burning, watch them falling
Systems and institutions are crumbling and failing


Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
A sense of dread or unease


Is it the last time, we talk together
Are these the final moments before everything changes irreparably?


The last time, we watch each other
Will this be the last time we see each other before societal, political, etc. changes are made?


And we're waiting, waiting
The public is waiting for the change that we all know needs to happen




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: GUILLAUME MICHEL JAULIN, PIERRE PHILIPPE FORESTIER, RITA JACKSON, SYLVAIN YVES MARIE MICHEL RICHARD, THOMAS MICHEL DOMINIQUE LE VEXIER

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