Struck

Verse 1:
Despite the tribulations, I know that my life is beautiful
From the birthday celebrations down to sentimental funerals
Back to the task, I'm packing her bags, tracking her
Past... violent attacking when rapping the facts, in glory we bask

Cause Lightning attacks, you can call it blitzkrieg
I start with the hacks, so I can code it his way, hope is
Not a mistake, stacks of the pack on the racks of the traps, so relax
I will always strip the lies, don't care if it's risque, man

Lightning makes me blush while I kick with the cats
(Every time she) crosses her legs with her blade on her lap's
Top, don't flip it up like a laptop
Cause the last SWAT had a bad shot like a mascot

I love her with her pink hair, doesn't sport tracks
Making sense of what just doesn't, life is such a Rorschach
(She's got) pale smooth skin to match her white iPad
She's always right, my bad, praise to the Lord, triad, man

David Gonzalez must sell tamales to fill up his wallet
To get to college and fill up with knowledge and dollars
Lightning's popping her collars - looking fresh and nice
Star struck two times, lightning really does strike twice

She's my future fantasy, in a canopy with a
Can of peas; talk philanthropy with a panoply
Of retro rap CDs, no Bohemian Rhapsodies
Don't let DAX see these, he thinks they suck - somewhat rackety

Transition:
Somewhat racket (Somewhat racket)
Somewhat ratchet (Let's go ratchet)

Verse 2:
...baby, I'm struck - bad luck
...we'll keep in touch - Midas
...baby, I'm struck - bad luck
...what I need is us - too much?

...I'm way too old to say I've got a crush
...but I'm more than curious, this is more than lust
I plead the fifth like Wayne, I serve heat on a tray
(I'll get) famous off this tape, but you don't need to be Kim K, I swear

...baby, let me tell ya', when I tell ya' that I'd never hurt ya'
...you just get me "Audi" like them circles if I
Try... but you know I'd never try
Girl, you make a boy alive when he hears you say "you're mine", I

Came up in the spot, showing 'em what I got, you're loving it when I'm spitting, no kidding, and I go "praa"
...sheesh, you got that thang (let me stop)
I'm a feen for hip hop, so you lean wit it, rock
You're the cream of the crop, you're the queen, let me tell ya'

You're a dream that keeps me awake (oh) this ain't a mistake (oh)
From get go, my M.O. is seeing the great
View from Cocoon, as we cuddle collectively, I don't
See a thing wrong with this, girl, this all feels correct to me

Girl, I need you right next to me, no...
Lightning, this is my destiny, no...
(Baby) you strike me crazy, you strike me crazy down
(Baby) you strike me crazy, who's gonna' save me now?

...I know
...I know, I know you know I'm feeling down
...I know you know just when you come around
...I know you notice that I know this now

You're striking... like lightning
You strike me... you're Lightning
...
Came up in the spot, showing 'em what I got, you're loving it when I'm spitting, no kidding, and I go

Just let me know we're on
...if not
Just let me know what's wrong
...