Lyrics:
remain, in your fuckboy lane
Slaying all these lames, flexing on em like bane
What's a little raindrop to a fucking hurricane
Slaying all these lames,
fuck boy lane
Slaying all these lames, flexing on them like bane
What's a little rain drop to a fucking hurricane
Slaying all these lames, flexing
Rain and thunder and lightning
Crumbling buildings
Falling hurricanes
Earth shattering mid-rains
Scattering insane
Happening
Souls keeps
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
And the warnings from her family whirl like a hurricane.
Oh, she's drowning in emotions and she cannot reach the shore.
She's alive but can she survive the storm.
we will survive
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah-ah
With you by my side
Through our hurricanes
Through the mess we're in
We will get by
We will survive
In a world
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the millions to decide who gets, um…
Verse 1
alone
I'm only happy when you're by my side
You are deep in my heart
Even if we're miles apart
And I will not just stop to chase you
And if this day is
, to live, to live without regret
I got a black cloud that follows me, the rain it falls on me
The hurricane of life always try to swallow me
Tempted by
Verse 1:
Another late night, the lights go down
Another day gone by, another town
She sits alone by a window,
She bleeds alcohol in line
She hides
on a CD 'cause not everythin' you'll put on sells
Got all my ideas in cells as cells form 'em word by word
I wanna speak 'bout what I believe in but most
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
came through the port
Live by the code die by the code
so much cane done came thru this city we named 40th street Bird Road
Who made Opa-Locka? Who knows
Roxanne)
(My, my name is Shanté)
(Roxanne Shanté)
Thank you, thank you
This is the sure shot
I'd like to welcome
Roxanne Shanté live on stage
Give
gon' kill for you (if I'm gon' kill for you)
Then I'll spill this blood for you, hey
Just in case my faith go
I live by my own law
I live by my own
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the millions to decide who gets, um
Verse 1
causes chaos
She's got the power that I can't explain
Blowing through each other like a hurricane
Look at me, I'm twenty-seven stories high
There may
gon' kill for you (if I'm gon' kill for you)
Then I'll spill this blood for you, hey
Just in case my faith go
I live by my own law
I live by my own
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
came through the port
Live by the code die by the code
so much cane done came thru this city we named 40th street Bird Road
Who made Opa-Locka? Who knows
Like shout out trekgod
He my guy, You know we have college ties
Sometimes the life of party like I would get too live
Getting dragged out by the homies
could talk about it
G: Talk about it
B: Talk about it
G: Bet it all if I lose I can live without it
BRIDGE
(Scratches by DJ Dubplates)
Bet it all if I
didn't know
Until she died by suicide
Home Like a hurricane
Just like a warzone
More Like an earthquake
Caught in a raging storm
One word unspoken
It
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