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Stormy Life(ft. CamLewis26) [Prod. by Dahm The Rapper]
- //[Verse 1: CamLewis26]//
- Thinking bout that day back in 96
- Dressed in jeans, a white tee, and some nike kicks
- I remmeber i was on my way to see some hot chick
- If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss
- I was just tryna bang this mistress
- She told me i was hot
- So why the fuck not
- The fuck am i supposed to do
- I called her up, she came through
- Told her to suck my dick till the shit turned blue
- She said "Cam your a faggot,
- this ass your never gonna have it (beep)''
- Fucking bitch ass ho
- That bitch better be playing though
- So i drove to her crib
- But see i planned this trip
- To throw my D on that bitch
- So i knocked on her door
- ''What do u want u whore''
- Damn bitch all's i wanted was my dick sucked
- I guess i sorta fucked up
- Sucker punched the cunt in her jaw
- Look over to see if anybody saw
- Hope not, cause i just broke the law
- Drove for like 30 minutes and she woke up
- Bitch screamed and it scared me so i swerved
- Straight into a parking spot but it reserved
- Hopped out with the bitch in my grip
- Alls i wanted her to do was suck my dick!!!
- Now i got the cops on me
- Oh look pigs in harmony
- Set her down and told her to chill out
- If u just kiss me this will just end now
- She grabbed my face and sucked it
- Ran away but wished i could fuck it
- Hope she dates a fag
- Fuck it, Im going to see my boy Tagg
- //[Verse 2: Tagg]//
- Well I remember how my family hated me
- I consider how some girls never dated me
- Back in '93 where I was birthed you see
- The angels left their mark on me
- A scar on me, the birthmarking
- Of angel kisses, and that's why no one liked me
- Everyone disses, saying that I'm only good at typing
- But I'm remembering how I came to be
- You see cam and me, we live this life
- I live in strife, cam bring me my mic
- So I can be a lightning strike, I am the type
- That can't admit defeat, I won all these trophies
- In Elementary school thought I was cool
- Til my mom and dad told me I could do better and that I drooled
- But I told em I ruled, ignorin their rules
- They borrowed stools, to stand over me
- I'm grown ya see, I stayed so mean
- I tried to stay lean, and fit, I feel so ripped
- I take lots of trips, but not on drugs
- Or cigarettes I can't forget the day my grandfather died
- To my dad my uncle lied and so in the fryin pan he should be fried
- I felt the pain it will never subside, On the sadness plane I ride
- Until I get dropped off, That's why on this game I popped off
- Tryin not to be a knock off, Takin my sock off so you could smell defeat
- On your neighborhood street, I'm leavin my seat bring me my lunchmeat
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