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letra de that's fujin/that's raijin - darius loa

[verse 1: darius loa]
mother nature can see me now
father leaves in the morn, when the sons around
chop trees when it’s quite, no one peeps the loud
caught-key growing roots, we conceded now
admit second wind when you leaving out
my mind is a gale and i ain’t breathing out
i caught wind (x2)
faith’s fool, gone an’ eat till your face full
don’t let the hurtle fall making leaps in they shoes
making sure your weak ones don’t make you weak too
yup-yup
secretly slip away in my vision
withdrawal is the word
and you’ll blame it on distance
cause i’ll still l-st you if the love is missing
i caught wind (x2)

[chorus; darius loa & nuru the chief]
brother just asked who caught the wind
mama just asked who caught the wind
star team player i caught the wind
brother just who got the win
mama just asked who got the win
star team player i got the win
i got the win
( i caught the-)

[verse 2: nuru the chief]
citius, altius, fortius, flex em
catch a n-gga lacking pierce more than their septum
don’t ask me why i’m laughing , i’m just counting all my checks up
p-ssy n-ggas worried, i guess that i scared them
im 840 like you’re 420
give them trauma don’t just stunt em wake up and get it
i’m chief sosa with hova and a lil bit ova four leaf clovers in my sofa’s while these n-gga’s rot over
i be the clutch master flexin
best of the best in this life of or the next in
brown leather everything dawg
br-br-br- brown leather everything dawg (k!ll em)
in this life or the next in
wrapped up inn cowskin complexion of a mexican
love lost in s-xting but came back in arrogance
they love you if you’re fairer skin
because that was the pharaoh’s skin

[bridge: darius loa]
yeah yeah yeah
i’ll be the pharaoh’s kin
feeling like phara one
reaching out phara khan
reaching out for farrah fawcett
cause all the pills i’ve done
everybody noses run
i’m on the run
i caught the wind (x 4)
i caught the-

[outro: darius loa, nuru the chief]

ride with me brodie
you could fly with homies
she get’s high whe she lonely ay ay
ride with your n-ggas
would you die for your n-gga
would you ride with your n-gga like- ay
(x3)

- darius loa

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