Hurricane

[Verse 1]

Flying down I-5
We live to derive
Truth within the twisted lie
I see it deep inside your eyes
As we fly into the darkness of night
A new story
Two young men, the spontaneity
Of you and I
In God's eyes, it's do or die
Let's get our heavenly slice of pie
It's Friday night and the moon is bright
Who knew alignment could feel so right
Now we're in my ride
Compelled by the energy inside
Spirits high on I-5 in the state of euphoria

[Verse 2]

This is the story of
Two young men living for the glory of God's master plan
To be the leaders, a revolution of seeders
On our way to Emerald City in a speedy two-seater, seater
I'm feeling the heater, I'm feeling the lighter
I'm feeling the fire, it's growing higher
And I am gonna retire with a sorceress of consciousness
And a fox in his hunting prowess
One might not have even had dared
Down to the nitty gritty, witty, kitty
Hanging out the roof of my sleek black Civy
Sailing through the city
Late night she let her soul fly
Burning bright, blazing ice blue through the beautiful night sky
Her little bitty titties shining sparkle in her galactic Eye
She looked so damn pretty, inspiring I
Freedom and change, now our dreams are within range
Like the bullet in your head

[Verse 3]

Uh, I fucked that up and that is okay with me
Because I fucked that up and I am gonna burn a kitty
Because I fucked it up and now I am in a trance
Because I fucked it up, I think I wanna dance
Hey
Hey
I cannot see straight
Straight
Flying down I-5 we live to derive
Truth within the twisted Eye
I see it deep inside your eyes
As we fly into the dark of the night
A new story of two young men
The spontaneity of you and them
In God's eyes I do or die
Let's get our slice of heavenly pie
Into a New Era our hearts calling out
So all the negativity we had to get riddy
Uh, drop the baggage just a little bitty
No one knows what tomorrow holds in the Emerald City
But we're going do, down the Yellow Brick Road Roadizzy
Gotta stay busy
Gotta stay busy
It's do or die, don't got time to think about it

[Verse 4]

A time to spread our wings and fly and keep each other privy
On how we're going to divvy the earnings
The fruit of our learnings, yes the tides are turning
And the thoughts are churning as our passions remain burning
What's new?
Dinner for two
Feline-size oracle eyes
Sparkling blue, shining true, like a sleek-black panther straight out the zoo
Gym bag, Super Smash, Protein Shake, Mario Dash
No more time to bake, but now we get chiseled and caked
You know the rest
Now I'm just blowing steam to get the hurricane off my chest