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letra de away game - stormitive

(the first stormitive live tour)
[yeah man, thanks for taking me along for this one]
(no problem, just watch out for all my fans, alright? my music attracts a certain kind of savagery)
[ok, so, the entrance is around this corner, right?]
(yeah, dog)
[we’re getting a lot of hate out here! the music is about love, but they’re hating on us.]
(that’s because this is the away game)
[the what?]

verse 1: stormitive

it’s the away game, call it may day
i’m just here to f-cking play, mate. don’t display hate
you seem to always y.a.k. bout your pay days
i’m just fine with all mine, making meals to try and save state
budget slim like a report, grindin to sing through these tours
all my opponents long and stiff, they metaphysically bored
i wasn’t born as a storm but i was physically bred
don’t try to keep up, you might then wish to be dead (yuh)
looking like a really old funky pencil, leaking lead
you also leaking the lead, who’s in first, b-tch it’s me
i have bars upon bars and it’s not even complete
what’s 44 – minus your score? it’s 43 and one, i’m done, c-min, run home
/

verse 2: c-min the human

ey, ey, ey
they want first place, but they can’t have it
i run fast and grab it
don’t give a f-ck like that nihilistic rabbit, (whoa!)
and ill bars? that be a stylistic habit
if i want it then i have it, outcome’s a savage
i’ve got it and i need it, your whole career deleted
i’d never be defeated, with stormi i will hustle with
with us, don’t want to tussle with. got you feelin scrambled
a knife to the gun fight cuz life is a gamble
i run to it as these f-cking cowards scramble
f-ck b-tches and go on philosophic rambles (dang!)
/

verse 3: stormitive

19 streams from south africa (whoa!)
i shout back at ya
anybody anywhere who loves the music can have it, bruh!
even the away game haters always fail to average us
–
people coming up to me, they lookin like recruiters
seekin all my effort and my wisdom since i’m super
everybody seen a boi, flashin cross your plasma
imma run circles around you so fast, you feel asthma
–
sorry to those who will always grow below me and never catch up
i’m on the way up, up, up, hat tricks happen
c-min and mr. super on the track, that’s a match up
k!ll the game until it’s slain and then we party after
/

verse 4: c-min the human
take two, yeah, this the sh-t i do
spicy and chill like i’m that c-min dude
(yeah c-min!)
c-min in my chili, you get girls from hilly
boi, i got a milli, and yours don’t thrill me
why you be so thrifty? i be actin shifty
i be throwin fifties, i made it, that sh-t hit me
society shot and missed me, meet me at that junction
i will take your lunch then, at the social function
causing the dysfunction, you’s a b-tch is my -ssumption
cuz you don’t got this gumption
[c-min!] (the human!)
[oh, oh, we got one take!]
(uh, i…)

- stormitive

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