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D'zaire - HURRICANE Lyrics



D'zaire - HURRICANE Lyrics
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Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop
I heard few subliminals but prefer the name drop
The way we move is criminal I murder game shocked
Think what he doin pivotal but sir yo lane stocked
Dark but shine in the night time
Divine when I write rhymes
My mind isn't right why
Listen to niggas who never even in my position
My pen I been pickin it up so much my limbs an extension
My limits left lickety split
These niggas claim they him but the henchman
Eventually a stain you a hinderance
Amazed at they ignorance
I may come set ablaze to they picnic
Patient indignance
Pay I need a raise in my riches
A baddie I can bathe in her britches
Pick up the pressure up until the point I'm impressing investors
Ain't need a lecture my intellect end up surpassing professors
Life is a bitch then I'm hittin that shit until both of her legs sore
Stacking my chips why in the f*ck do you think I needed a connect for
Knife at ya neck for certain
Curtain closer in person
Head or led both are blowers for purchase
Don't hit my phone talkin bout shit boy you know what the word is
Uninterested that's unless brodie spoken for currency
Currently too wavy my flow is the current
I mean for real if you don't pay me yo soul a disturbance
Bro from the past I know he mad he would scroll on my verses
Now way I rap is with a flow that ain't no one rehearsing
Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop
I murder till they heard it they prefer ya mane drop
I'm brown and sweet as syrup when I serve the plate hot
From my email to converter till my vertebrae pop
I been tryna be somebody and that's word to basegod
I drop and then repeat and they see me they nod
Make heat and I be keepin it make sure it stay hot
They quick to say my G O D you'd think my name God
Niggas mad at me because I got the same shit they got
And double the results even if in the same spot
My winnin is infinite never finished brain locked
The commitment to these sentences sit till the page rot
You put up a hunnid bricks I still ain't shoot a shot
I spit that the f*ck is this you spittin that
Yea I got a couple bars but still ain't makin no face drop
Arose like pac from the concrete we came from the same crop
Stop
Slick wit words like I work at a puppet show
Up the flow niggas hurt I emerge wit a hunnid mo
Tryna get me to quit like tryna flirt wit a buffalo
Work till certain I'm purchasin a bundle of bungalows please
Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop
I heard few subliminals but prefer the name drop
The way we move is criminal I murder game shocked
Think what he doin pivotal but sir yo lane stocked
Said
Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop
I heard few subliminals but prefer the name drop
The way we move is criminal I murder game shocked
Think what he doin pivotal but sir yo lane stocked
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Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop
I heard few subliminals but prefer the name drop
The way we move is criminal I murder game shocked
Think what he doin pivotal but sir yo lane stocked
Dark but shine in the night time
Divine when I write rhymes
My mind isn't right why
Listen to niggas who never even in my position
My pen I been pickin it up so much my limbs an extension
My limits left lickety split
These niggas claim they him but the henchman
Eventually a stain you a hinderance
Amazed at they ignorance
I may come set ablaze to they picnic
Patient indignance
Pay I need a raise in my riches
A baddie I can bathe in her britches
Pick up the pressure up until the point I'm impressing investors
Ain't need a lecture my intellect end up surpassing professors
Life is a bitch then I'm hittin that shit until both of her legs sore
Stacking my chips why in the f*ck do you think I needed a connect for
Knife at ya neck for certain
Curtain closer in person
Head or led both are blowers for purchase
Don't hit my phone talkin bout shit boy you know what the word is
Uninterested that's unless brodie spoken for currency
Currently too wavy my flow is the current
I mean for real if you don't pay me yo soul a disturbance
Bro from the past I know he mad he would scroll on my verses
Now way I rap is with a flow that ain't no one rehearsing
Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop
I murder till they heard it they prefer ya mane drop
I'm brown and sweet as syrup when I serve the plate hot
From my email to converter till my vertebrae pop
I been tryna be somebody and that's word to basegod
I drop and then repeat and they see me they nod
Make heat and I be keepin it make sure it stay hot
They quick to say my G O D you'd think my name God
Niggas mad at me because I got the same shit they got
And double the results even if in the same spot
My winnin is infinite never finished brain locked
The commitment to these sentences sit till the page rot
You put up a hunnid bricks I still ain't shoot a shot
I spit that the f*ck is this you spittin that
Yea I got a couple bars but still ain't makin no face drop
Arose like pac from the concrete we came from the same crop
Stop
Slick wit words like I work at a puppet show
Up the flow niggas hurt I emerge wit a hunnid mo
Tryna get me to quit like tryna flirt wit a buffalo
Work till certain I'm purchasin a bundle of bungalows please
Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop
I heard few subliminals but prefer the name drop
The way we move is criminal I murder game shocked
Think what he doin pivotal but sir yo lane stocked
Said
Spin my shit again can't make this hurricane stop
I heard few subliminals but prefer the name drop
The way we move is criminal I murder game shocked
Think what he doin pivotal but sir yo lane stocked
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Writer: BROOKS
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Cloud9

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Performed By: D'zaire
Language: English
Length: 3:11
Written by: BROOKS

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