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Kardinal Offishall

Quest for Fire: Firestarter, Vol. 1

2001

The story of Hurricane, and imported sugar cane
And snappy pop coming out three for a dollar
What, Peter loves who?  Yo don't bother to hail it up
In

(SOCcN) / cnthem Music Publishing I/Chicken Baby Songs/Clean Up Your Office Songs (BMI), cdministered by cnthem Entertainment

It's goin' down
Boots

her body will drive a nigga Crazy
Got all the little basic bitches Hating
Watch how she pull in that Mercedes
Lil Mama worth it
Yeah she fly like

You made me a fighter
I've been on the ropes
Young age I was captivated by fear
Had to fight all my tears
I was a soul in despair
Broken no shells

my Lord why it's me
Cause 2020 came with a lot of Misery
The West Coast got lit by a Fiery Flame
Down south East coast felt Deadly hurricanes and still

Seen my back get swiftly stabbed by those
Who sat there in the room with me
Believe I been through it all
For every step that I took forward was a couple

limbs, and mass break
Your poor, bleak carcass is washed upon the shore of the beach, murdered by the waves

It's all about breaking rules, taking no

ashamed
Embarrassed by the name I got them running this a hurricane
Baldacci the storm I'm coming terrorizing
Everybody drop cause I'm on I'm out here

down my face, while im looking at the little waves in the bay
My fate, is determined by my faith
Cant forget the pain that i felt at my brothers wake

die
Everyone’s alive
I’m just getting by

I can’t find my place in this
I feel like there’s no time
I keep my pace and stride
I walk between the lines
I

right here by my side
Step by step we'll be making strides
I could never leave you, 'cause loving you is right
I'm stronger with you
You woo hoo hoo

a category five hurricane looking dangerous
No fear in my eyes
Tell you one last time
This animal can not be caged in
A little reckless if my cup runneth over

of counterfeit outfits
I doubt shit could get any better like Florida hurricane weather 
So better be fake like imported Louis leather 
Every letter they text

the stage
Let these bullets surf the crowd soon as my partners out the way
Bitch we the wave hurricane patricia I know mobsters I got hitters
Have you tired

time
Imma pull it at the buzzer
I won't leave em any time
And it's cold
It feel like my knuckles bleeding when I drive
Little snow
So I pulled out

Can't Tell Me S***

Celly Cel

The Best of Celly Cel

1999

Them lies as the days go by 
Me, Choo-Choo & Clyde smokin' dank 'til the sun rise 
Walk into the school house 
Franklin Junior 
Back when it was cool

to make other plans
And for once I'd be free from this sandpaper shell
And I'd be washed in the arms of the hurricane swells
Just to drift back to shore

to you
But, I'm sure you want to know
If I can do it if I'm able
What would I say if they were hazel?

Your eyes have a little bit of everything
Well,

that shit
Is a nice little sound when Im fucking that bitch
I'll ride SRT if we burning up rubber
Rock with hurricane season hot every summer
We don't

Whirlwind, like a hurricane
Drip the faucet, water on me
Vlone or Balmain
Devil on my phone, and he keeps on calling
Trying to ignite the engine, but

to be made a priority
Your worth more to me than the calm in the eye of a hurricane
In the storm of the Florida Keys, if you ever get bored of me
I'll

me
Cause she's real good with my saddling
I'm little sad you see
Like a baby sapling
Who needs you to come water me
So I can grow into a tree
I'm

you dirty, while life
Treating me very well

My pockets rikishi
Your shit looking a little frail
Talk hella shit
I talk shit when I'm shittin'
Got

you a little destined to be a missing piece
I was educated to become a beast
This is elevation ain't no right or wrong
Who the dumbest nigga word