Storm Lyrics

[Stefano Moses]
The city's gone with electricity
No lights so I can hardly see
And all the smiles, screaming rescue me, rescue me
Who to trust, who can you believe?
The devil owns this reality
And all the smiles, screaming rescue me, rescue me
Storm

[Tyga]
Uh, hate lies, never truth when it's televised
Devils on the screen, fire in they eyes
Put your face to a spell make your soul fly
Pray every day, so I'm close to God
Looking at the murder rate never ask why
Colt 45, with a .45
The innocent die young, can't judge life
Never did, so I live fast every night
Wonder why they breathe hate through they windpipes
Motherfuckers want to take it instead of give advise
Niggas left me, now I'm living right
Trying to cheat death with the trick dice
Gambling, can't rely on management
If it's about business, I'ma handle it
I see it all like an analyst
Views of the water, big bills like a pelican
I'm into different broads, fucking in foreign cars
Wizard of Oz, tear colored Benz, I ain't got a heart
No love, shoot the Cupid with a dart, danger in the park
Motherfucker don't walk past dark
What the fuck is Illuminati
Old niggas with money
Bitch, get the power light, stand tall tower light
Got to fight, can't let them take our life
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[Stefano Moses]
The city's gone with electricity
No lights so I can hardly see
And all the smiles, screaming rescue me, rescue me
Who to trust, who can you believe?
The devil owns this reality
And all the smiles, screaming rescue me, rescue me
Storm

[Tyga]
Uh, take a step as the world spin
Rumors come and go faster than a whirlwind
Whirlpool, bitches all getting sucked in
Booty model shake your ass, but you're broke bitch
Man you niggas ain't balling in the bull pin
Riding on the black mag, I'm a Cool Kid
Last king living, give me space like a movement
CREAM, get the money, whip icy like Cool Whip
Oh shit, who shit nigga art gallery flow painted on a globe
Use the color dope nigga I'm a lobe
Levitator pro, crisis when he spoke, kicking in your door
Hit the floor like Leroy with a globe
Trying to win but the finish line's far, race against the odds
Race don't matter when you're dead or start praying to the Gods
Don't let me die so young

[Stefano Moses]
The city's gone with electricity
No lights so I can hardly see
And all the smiles, screaming rescue me, rescue me
You're too brave
Who will paint that creed on our faces?
Like the stars, you are far, with your back, to the others
Storm
Storm