Hurricane

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Propain - Rap, Conscious Rap

Hurricane

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[Intro] Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane Hurricane (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane (Yeah, you get stuck in—) Hurricane (Yeah, you can't get out) Hurricane Not me (Pro'), I'm caught up in your hurricane [Verse 1] Uh, and you can't seem to shake it Itchin' for the paper (Paper), dreams of bein' famous, dangerous So to get it all, rules forsaken Chasin' like a it, tryna catch the riches (Uh) Real talk, I can't get eviction, gettin' evicted (Nah) So he in the kitchen mixin', he on a mission (Yeah) Sit until it stiffin', rip it and then he pitch it (Yeah) Vision like a tunnel (Tunnеl), only see the chips, man And ice up so he cold-bloodеd, Rick James And limelight look how bright your hindsight So your dime slices rocks up to a climb light (Uh) And to them boys iron tight and you're flyin' kites (Damn) Kissin' pictures, watchin' time flight Only to get out and have your mind right Can't get a job 'cause with pitchin' it provide the strikes (Yeah) Just a nigga of conviction Back to the only way he knew how to get in the— [Interlude] Hurricane (Man, yeah, he in the—) Hurricane (Uh) Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane (You can't get out) Hurricane (You get stuck in the—) Hurricane (Real talk) Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane [Verse 2] Uh, and she can't leave him (Nah) Inside is screamin', outside's bleedin' Feelin' so defeated every time that he beats her (Damn) And it's intriguin' that she really think that she need him Like God pad him up for a reason, wow I mean but even after hits and words This is still then ahead of what she gets deserved That's why he touch her, tell her that he put nothin' above her And every time that he shove her it's just a sign that he love her (What?) When you met dude he used to call you gorgeous (Yeah) Now he call you all himself and put you torture (Damn) Head to abortions (To), but you ain't have a choice 'cause (Nah) He ain't wanna a child so he basically forced ya (Man) But now you're fed up, you had your last smack (Uh) You can't take it no more, you got your bags packed (Nah) You hit the door (Door), but you can't go You turn around because the only thing you known is the [Interlude] Hurricane (Mane, she in the—) Hurricane Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane (Yeah, you get stuck in the—) Hurricane (Uh, you can't get out) Hurricane (I ain't no hypocrite, mane) Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane (I was just pointin' fingers) [Verse 3] The head came even got me a factor, bro Every night, I find myself askin' Pro' "Yeah, you cold, my nigga, but what you rappin' for? Is it a platinum row? Rims on a Phantom Rolls? Or in the club G'd up, lettin' it rain a stack of dough? (Uh) Is it 'cause you wanna shine, G? (Nah) Or it for diamonds and the time piece? (Nah) Stuntin' hards, pourin' Rose over fine freaks (Uh) Makin' sure you come home to a dime piece (Ayy) Or is you keepin' it real, lettin' your mind speak Tryna help the hood, hopin' to make the crime cease (Stop it) Do you got a message in your rhyme scheme? (Uh) Or a nigga with attitude like '93? Or for the gangsters, somethin' to make they nine squeeze Pine tree, sip drank, die in ease" I don't know what defines me Until I find it out, you could fine me in the— [Outro] Hurricane (Yeah, yeah, I'm in the—) Hurricane (Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh) Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane (Yeah, I got stuck in the—) Hurricane (Uh, I can't get out) Hurricane (Funny thing 'bout this, mane) Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane (We all stuck in a hurricane in some form of way) Hurricane (It's all about) Hurricane (What we gon' do to get up out of it) Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane (Yeah, departure, what up, Will?) Hurricane (Nasley, Hardhead) Not me, I'm caught up in your hurricane (Uh, uh) Hurricane

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  • Propain
  • Illstrip