Lyrics:
Hallelujah, raise the morning, let the darkness end
On top of that mountain where the King bird lays it's egg
I'm a barrelman stranded on a hurricane deck
the deck you pulled an ace
How the fuck you do that shit
How the fuck you do that shit
How the fuck
You my hurricane
Hurricane
Numb the pain like
we can't back down into the eye of the hurricane
With everything we've lost we can only see that we have it all to gain
All hands on deck
All hands
Super quick to the check call me Usane
Got them sticks on deck going bang bang
I'm in love with the strippers no T-pain
Hurricane in this bitch make it
All at sea again
And now my hurricanes
Have brought down
This ocean rain
To bathe me again
My ship's a sail
Can you hear its tender frame
back boy
Your face is burning from the rain
Turn down the hurricane
The hurricane
Hold the phone
Stop the bus
There's a funnel cloud forming
It's coming
All at sea again
And now my hurricanes
Have brought down
This ocean rain
To bathe me again
My ship's a sail
Can you hear its tender frame
the shifter in my front seat
There's nothing to lose, it's a heartbreak
The deck's stacked
So put your foot to the floor and darling don't look back
We're
Hurricane, make it rain, bitch every summer
[Chorus]
Yachts on deck, straps on deck
Sticks on deck, Stunna island, private jets
Put the house on junior
Every time the water breaks and soaks me to the bone
I remember what I left behind by sailing off alone
Pitch and yaw through hurricane, my
Smoke good
So good
X4
Smoke smoke
Good good
So so
Good good
X4
This a hurricane hit
& you niggas on a drought
This another bitch
Yeah you
On est pompette
'Vec mes compères
On pète de bons pets
Et des bonbecs
On manque de bons pecs
Mais pas de bons decks
Ni de bons tech'
Ils écoutent
down because I'm trying to feel alive
So I pop champagne, just to make it rain
You could say I flood the floor like a hurricane
I said I pop champagne,
Yo this is Keith Murray and Hurricane G with the bom bom zee
Trey deep takin' to the streets
We straight ball hoggin' word up
Niggaz know what
winds blow
In the hurricane eye of Hugo
Ghosts of Charleston Harbor howling
As we sing, oh
Below the decks of ghost galleons
Spirits lie whipped
We light the sky up like boom
We gonna hit you like a hurricane
Ain't stalling out, we on the move
We got them hammers out here breaking chains
We
have been equip with all this thunder I done spit
Rumble with the Cliq you know I'm dying for this shyt
Tumble dry suits full deck money clip
Geronimo
Drinking my pain
Smoking my pain
None of it work, I change a way
Trauma on deck I hate to say
Either way God gon' make a way
Verse 1:
Hideaway
Sunny inside,
All at sea again
And now my hurricanes
Have brought down this ocean rain
To bathe me again
My ship’s a sail
Can you hear its tender frame
and the breakfast had to wait
When the gales of November came slashin'
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain
In the face of a hurricane west wind
When
Oh, the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind
Before the hurricane
and the breakfast had to wait
When the gales of November came slashin'
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain
In the face of a hurricane west wind
When
Oh, the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind
Before the hurricane
the Klan
This ain't no arcade, nigga so quit playing
It's eat time, me and my niggas buffeting
Bad bitches on deck nigga
Money power respect nigga
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