Lyric: Storm* by Sa Vich
Storm*
Sa Vich
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[Verse]
All these rappers, they be capping, they should be on the mend
Try to talk facts but it's an L-I-E in the end
Wombo combo, it's like three in a bed
But be careful, you don't want to be in the red
Yeah, code red, it's an emergency when I'm in my zone
Always homies in the booth, never on my own
Try to announce you leaving now but you been gone
Yeah, and I got some crazy stories like I'm King Von
Von, man, rest in peace
A crazy story in America is police
But if Luther saw the looters, you think he'd be impressed?
We're at the point all blacks need a bulletproof vest
And even at that point, how many will be dead?
I don't want to write dark but thoughts through my head make me have to
They ask my why I do it, I said I had to
My music ain't really something to get attached to
[Verse]
All these rappers, they be capping, they should be on the mend
Try to talk facts but it's an L-I-E in the end
Wombo combo, it's like three in a bed
But be careful, you don't want to be in the red
Yeah, code red, it's an emergency when I'm in my zone
Always homies in the booth, never on my own
Try to announce you leaving now but you been gone
Yeah, and I got some crazy stories like I'm King Von
Von, man, rest in peace
A crazy story in America is police
But if Luther saw the looters, you think he'd be impressed?
We're at the point all blacks need a bulletproof vest
And even at that point, how many will be dead?
I don't want to write dark but thoughts through my head make me have to
They ask my why I do it, I said I had to
My music ain't really something to get attached to
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