Lyrics:
Question: is you with me or not?
I'm from the city where they wear bikini's in the water drought
But I'm used to having cyclones, in and out of my life
see these niggas die die, make they mom feel hell-a pain
Walk around like I got a broom in my pants
Na that's a fuckin' A-K, heavy tool in my pants,
UMA PORSCHE
VOCÊ FALA MUITO
MAIS NÃO SAI DE CASA
FALA DO QUE VIVE
MAIS NÃO VIVE NADA
TU COMPRA CYCLONE
EU GASTO COM BALENCIAGA
DIAMANTE PRA MINHAS
for a day shift
Pop out at the function
But emotions hiding vacant
Heart break mixed with pain in
Perfect picture in my frame lens
Need a brush for
I'm stuck inside a cyclone inside my head
Can't control it
But I'll admit I saw it coming
I need to see the meteorologist
to help make sense
Of every
these days
I don't even brush my waves
Busy trying to make sense of my pain
So I been leaving my appearance astray
Give a fuck what you think
My room look
of strong
Granny called 12 on me man she knew she was wrong
So much pain in me had ta put my pain on dis song
Red beam onna glock blind a nigga like cyclone
in a cyclone
Burning in pain as I watch you go
’Cause you are the flame, in the fire that I love
Don’t let me, don’t let me go
’Cause the cold won’t
the torment
Life is changing , you better change with it
Yea I fucking drink cause I like to numb all the fucking pain
It's okay stay in your lane
All the risk
infected by devils
My father would come home, he would forget about the killings
He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the shogun was scared of him
Maybe
Texas
Like a mad dog cyclone
Big, red, and silver
She don't make no smoke
She's a fast-rollin' streamline
Come to show the folks
[Chorus:]
Fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone
Three-o-clock in the afternoon
And I am going home
F-train is full of high school students
Fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone
Three o'clock in the afternoon
And I am going home
F-train is full of high school
to take
Through the power of will I'll
Find my still again
I will take the pain and let it
Make me strong 'cause I believe
There's a force no pain can kill
I couldn't even get a page
But we kicked it
And we stayed up late
And we drank til dawn
But by the day
By the day you was gone
I woke up late
to think there's a kid hungrier than me
I'm reassured by hearing how nobody eats how I eat
My biggest fear is one day saying "where'd the time go?"
Answer my
I be Swerving away my mind go
I be dreamin' all day my eyes closed
Dont want you to leave
Just wanted to be
By your side so I drive slow
Wont let it
the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright
Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher
tone
Coz, this the shit that I'm on
My thoughts are drifting, spinning
Living in a cyclone
Switching different time zones
I wish we did it with our eyes
the passion flower
Give me back the nonconsumer
Give me back my lack of reason
Give me back my sense of humor
Blow like cyclone my second wind
Blow like
up with cyclone fence.
Along came Lou with the old baboon and said "I recognize that smell,Smells like seven layers,That beaver eatin' Taco Bell!".
up with cyclone fence.
Along came Lou with the old baboon and said "I recognize that smell,Smells like seven layers,That beaver eatin' Taco Bell!".
that ball to whine and moan
His buddies all laugh as they trot on in
Joe DiMaggio's done it again
Grandma's home by the radio
On the television watching
control
Pain, pain, pain
Hypnotized by flashes of the glow
Let your instincts go
Let your instincts go
Let your guard down and
Consummate the ember in your
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