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xycotix - storm lyrics

[verse 1]
wear my jays to rock a fella, boy leave in a stretcher
even if you was a ruler, to a king you’d never measure
come up short, legs severed
i’m a treasure ruffle feathers
got a hundred in the dresser
with my letters bringin’ pressure
barometer switchin’ weather
only way we alike is you hide, my belt leather (haha)
yeah, i skin ’em alivе, syllables knives to their bеhind
now the–

[hook]
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’

[verse 2]
think you may weather the storm
but you cornered when i talk
treat the paper as the canvas
your blood splatter adorns
when i press record – exceptional
filled with scorn i settle scores with metaphors i’m set for war
i render all upset and torn which is why i warn that
even if it’s autumn you’ll never see me in fall
but these hacks gettin’ sawed, so they can’t relate at all (haha)
they’ll see satan’s h+rns when we get to facin’ swords
hit the floor, knock at heaven’s door
now even on night outs, your friends are in mournin’
i think it’s now dawnin’ that my syllables criminal
’cause they fell in despicable hands – invincible
formidable i’m clinical in the midst of all this pitiful
my wicked thoughts explode me to the pinnacle
i’m the –
[hook]
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’
storm comin’, s+s+storm comin’

[verse 3]
i ain’t in a gang but you’ll see r.i.p. if i up and intervene
man, you a child asleep, yeah a kid nappin’
’cause you’re utter trash in my can (my can) – madeleine
i’m a verbal gatlin’ my tongue silver – anderson
champion language damagin’ evacuate i’m ravagin’
words are blades that i’m brandishin’
my rhymes staggerin’ trappin’ in a labyrinth
’cause there so f+ckin’ dope and i’m providin’ hits (hits)
life just a game to me — monopoly
i switched philosophies, i’m socrates
an atrocity, honour me and my odyssey
i made outta poverty, got property
i’m a prodigy, haven’t seen them but they better be mobbin’ deep
or call police my policy is to go with full ferocity
end up leavin’ horror scenes, cordoned off, don’t cross me

- xycotix lyrics

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