TYGA - Storm Lyrics

[Chorus]
The city's coming at your city
New York's a walking for D.C.
And all the smiles, screaming this could be, this could be
… can you make? The devil owns this reality
And all the smiles, screaming this could be, this could be, storm

I hate lies, never truth when it's televised
Devils on the screen, fire in their eyes
Put your face to a spell make your soul fly
Pray every day some close to God
Looking at the murder rate never ask why
Colt 45, with the 4 5, the innocent die … can't judge life
Never did so I live fast every night
Wonder why they breathe hate through their wind pipe
Motherfuckers wanna take us then they give advice
Niggers left me now I'm living right
Trying to cheat death with a trick dice
… yo man it's me, hit this … been here some of handling
I see your door like a analyst, view of the water big bills like a pelican
I'm in a different broads fucking in 4 cars within a … color benz,
I ain't got a heart
No lust, see the cupid when it dark things you had to park
Motherfucker don't walk past dark
What the fuck is illuminati, old niggers with money
…get the power light, stand tall tower light
Gotta fight, can't let them take our life

[Chorus]
The city's coming at your city
New York's a walking for D.C.
And all the smiles, screaming this could be, this could be
… can you make? The devil owns this reality
And all the smiles, screaming this could be, this could be, storm

Take a step as the world spin
Rumors come and go faster than the whirlwind
World pool bitches are getting' sucked in
Booty model shake your ass but you're broke bitch
Man you niggers ain't brawling in the ball pen
Riding on the black mag I'm a cool kid
Last 10 years they give me space like the movement
Cream get the money when I see like cool whip
Bullshit who shit nigger are gallery flow pen and under globe
Use the colored globe nigger I'm a …
Levitator pro, criss when he spoke, keep … your dough
Hit the flow like … boy with the globe
Turn away but the … 's not far, race against the arts
Race don't matter when you dead or start praying to the gods
Don't let me die so young

[Chorus]
The city's coming at your city
New York's walking for D.C.
And all the smiles, screaming this could be, this could be
… can you made? The devil owns this reality
And all the smiles, screaming this could be, this could be
You're to brave, who will pave that … honor things
Like the stars you are far and you're bad to the …
Storm, storm.





Thanks to playafolife6 for correcting these lyrics
 

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2011-04-21 18:01:29 by mwhiddy
that chorus is wrong... its "the cities coming at your city. no eyes so i can hardly see. and the the smiles, screaming rescue me, rescue me. who to trust, who can you can you believe? the devil owns this reality. and all the smiles, screaming rescue me, rescue me."