Correction Paroles Hurricane (Rough Demo) par Big Sean

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I chose not to be a slave
Dropped the Wave Runners, now we run the wave
Like we ain't have all the hood rats and mud rats
Like you ain't had 'em, good stats and all that
Nobody gon' ruin mе
I just called my wife up, let's gеt Hoover free
I put all my ice up and my Louis V
I just copped my momma crib, I'm back over East
Let me get your ear like Holyfield
From the home of Soldier Field
Coming home, that's how a soldier feels
All that killing over, that's just overkill
Yeezy back in the Chi, this that Oprah field

Seasons changing, summer starts to leave
Autumn falls on me, fall, winter, and spring
80 degrees, warmin' up for me
I fell deep, sun ain't have to leave
Open my eyes and see
We will float over water, leaning into shore
As we make our nirvana, sacred, so pure
Lift up the child, I know we will
Woah, woah, yeah, yeah
Look, bottom line, I'm seeing through the mask of the fakes
Like we're at the Comic Con, I point 'em out from time to time
Speaking of time, me and my mom been gettin' closer
Either I took her for granted or didn't know her
Or is it, I'm getting older?
Or is it, Lucas finally turning into Yoda?
Only new beginnings, no such thing as over
We should have just stayed friends
That never opened up or needed closure (God)
Give me directions like Noah
I don't know some hopeless romantic sh*t
But I can't wait to see Ye get back with HOVA
Look b*t*h, this the new chain of command (b*t*h)
Might bring the Pow chains back like me and Ye in Japan
Cudi back at it again, Push, yeah that's 'till the end, yeah
Just like it should have been
Nothing but that G.O.O.D. and the G around us
I knocked don the walls and my head free my mind up (Woah)
I didn't chase the game, ho, I helped redesign it, yeah
Goin' against us, you need logic, Muhammad
I'm so f**kin' conscious, that sh*t is my compass, yeah, yeah
Don

Seasons changing, summer starts to leave
Autumn falls on me, fall, winter, and spring
80 degrees, warmin' up for me
I fell deep, sun ain't have to leave
Open my eyes and see
We will float over water, leaning into shore
As we make our nirvana, sacred, so pure
Lift up the child, I know we will
Light it up, yo yo yo y'all can't hear me
Yo yo yo yo, turn me up turn me up turn me up
Light it up, pipe it up, [?] they invited us
They excited us, with they [?], what they write us
Couldn't write it up
[?], They ain't light enough, They ain't do enough
He ain't do enough, They was going off, They was cool with us
'Til we do it up, Then we do the most, Then we do the most
[?], [?], ...Getting you to vote
Hold em... [?], In the thunderstorm
It's a hurricane, It's a [?], For the better things
[?], [?], Then I let it bang
[?]... For a better chain, Get a better name
[?]... But I bet he playin
But I bet he playin
But I bet he playin

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