Voli Contra - Storm lyrics
[Voli Contra - Storm lyrics]
Ahem, yeah hello
A'ight, it's time to step it up
It's me on the beat, by the way voli look
See on the low i told the game I was coming
Told fame I would love her
Told the money we should be
Friends so we exchanged numbers
I guess I shoulda gave the rest
Of y'all the same notice
I'm driven like the greats
Must of had the same chauffeur
Uh, single passion, double life
Middle class, simple life
Working man in disguise
Clark Kent business type, suit is on
Then at night i'm Superman with the mic
Money is my kryptonite
Ready for change, like that register machine
Will I get it
It remains to be the question in my brain
Moment of doubt, I dismiss it like a bell
If you thinkin' I'ma fail
Let's B-Real: Cypress Hill
Yah, soon as I get a deal
Phone starts ringing
Now these women all fiending like
They never saw penis
Man on the Moon, they wanna give the kid cudi
I love her down and beat it up like Bully
Yeah you told me you were waiting
So here it is
We gon' get 'em one more time, though, listen
Yeah, so let me put it
In perspective for you rappers
And producers in the game
You see I'm movin' in your lane
Your career looking like
Dem tighty-whities: brief
My music touch ya soul like
The Nikes on your feet
This game is talkin' in my
Ear like it's automated
I play it like a PS3, I oughta save it
See I'm a nerd, I read a lotta words
A penny for my thoughts
A million dollars earned
And blah blah blah, see I can say whatever
And whatever I drop will get your lady wet
Like rainy weather
You keep her dry like your name was umbrella
I'm the face of forever
I got the gift like it was late December
Or the 8th of September, happy birthday to me
Sampler was nothing
Wait till you see what lurks up my sleeve
This new rookie Voli sounding like a veteran
Crept up in this motherfuckin' game
And I'm here to win
You got to, you got to, you got to
Stop the rain, girl
You got to, you got to, you got to
Stop the rain, girl
A'ight, it's time to step it up
It's me on the beat, by the way voli look
See on the low i told the game I was coming
Told fame I would love her
Told the money we should be
Friends so we exchanged numbers
I guess I shoulda gave the rest
Of y'all the same notice
I'm driven like the greats
Must of had the same chauffeur
Uh, single passion, double life
Middle class, simple life
Working man in disguise
Clark Kent business type, suit is on
Then at night i'm Superman with the mic
Money is my kryptonite
Ready for change, like that register machine
Will I get it
It remains to be the question in my brain
Moment of doubt, I dismiss it like a bell
If you thinkin' I'ma fail
Let's B-Real: Cypress Hill
Yah, soon as I get a deal
Phone starts ringing
Now these women all fiending like
They never saw penis
Man on the Moon, they wanna give the kid cudi
I love her down and beat it up like Bully
Yeah you told me you were waiting
So here it is
We gon' get 'em one more time, though, listen
Yeah, so let me put it
In perspective for you rappers
And producers in the game
You see I'm movin' in your lane
Your career looking like
Dem tighty-whities: brief
My music touch ya soul like
The Nikes on your feet
This game is talkin' in my
Ear like it's automated
I play it like a PS3, I oughta save it
See I'm a nerd, I read a lotta words
A penny for my thoughts
A million dollars earned
And blah blah blah, see I can say whatever
And whatever I drop will get your lady wet
Like rainy weather
You keep her dry like your name was umbrella
I'm the face of forever
I got the gift like it was late December
Or the 8th of September, happy birthday to me
Sampler was nothing
Wait till you see what lurks up my sleeve
This new rookie Voli sounding like a veteran
Crept up in this motherfuckin' game
And I'm here to win
You got to, you got to, you got to
Stop the rain, girl
You got to, you got to, you got to
Stop the rain, girl