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letra de hurricane - deep green

[hook]
take a look in my mind, you’ll see a hurricane
see the look in my eyes, done with the fun and games
to me it’s just another day
tryna make moves and break through to another place

[verse 1]
look i’m sick of pain
i’m sick of seeing the same sh-t but a different day
i’m sick of making dead trips just to flip a change
plus i’m sick of pigs on my strip
they won’t quit till i slip and i’m in a cage
going round in circles like a figure-eight
down to keep a tight circle, we ain’t into snakes
only come around when they want something
but you won’t even catch the scr-ps off my dinner plate
i’m from a part of the six where thе streets are freezing cold
them youts are starving hungry, thеy be eating old
for nothing they’ll be getting something, yo get me involved
goes up and down, it’s got me acting grumpy like i’m feeling old
reminiscing past days, so different
somebody’s dancing on my grave, i’ve got cold shivers
no kidding, my thoughts are so vivid
freedom gone, i can’t move, closed visit
[hook]
take a look in my mind, you’ll see a hurricane
see the look in my eyes, done with the fun and games
to me it’s just another day
tryna make moves and break through to another place
take a look in my mind, you’ll see a hurricane
see the look in my eyes, done with the fun and games
to me it’s just another day
tryna make moves and break through to another place

[verse 2]
i’m in the lab tryna wrap what’s ponging
the devil on my back is tryna blag my conscience
telling me “work hard, spend your cash on nonsense
so i can take your soul and you’ll be trapped on oxford”
i’m in the whip, i’m listening to ‘bags & boxes’
big spliff, i’m picturing where magz and blockz is
i don’t wanna slip and end up trapped and locked in
hanging out the pad and shouting “f-g” to nonces
i’m looking at the pain in my fam’s eyes
his mum died and i’ve never seen this man cry
the pain you took, fam i rate you blud
she’s in a place with junior where they can fly
and i’m looking for the lord, i’m tryna ask why
in return i get rainfalls from a black sky
i’ve got the devil laughing at me, shouting “stack mine”
so a n-gga shotted me a box, no black eyes
that’s right, will i ever learn to act right?
something like katrina, be turning in this man’s mind
i’ve been on the move tryna get my stack high
i should’ve been in the booth but never had time
loyal n-ggas in my camp, fam i’ve got them
snakes in my grass, i kick back and i watch them
the strip where i grew kinda split into two
and the opposite sides, we are not friends
[hook]
take a look in my mind, you’ll see a hurricane
see the look in my eyes, done with the fun and games
to me it’s just another day
tryna make moves and break through to another place
take a look in my mind, you’ll see a hurricane
see the look in my eyes, done with the fun and games
to me it’s just another day
tryna make moves and break through to another place

- deep green

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