Hurricane Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lover Boy] This is no reaction This is no apology for how my ass been acting How the hell this happen? After dropping "Cranston" People like "Oh shit, is Tabby really out here rapping?" Yessiree, you betcha, my trigger finger active Pointing out mistakes like when Michael Scott left Scranton As long as I got issues, you won’t ever see this pen quit Blend of right and left, my mental been that ambidextrous [Verse 2: Orange Boy] (Uh) Back on my bullshit, can’t you tell? Fashion on Fanta, go grab Kel Flash on the camera, blues turn red Toss out ya disc, I’m too Krillin Telling myself, “Your debut’s shit” Ha, you know me well Look at my skin like "Who spilled milk?" Cried like the boy made two sequels ODB with pitch up Voice ain’t deep as my best lyrics But the cat can still deliver Like he never left that Erbs & Gerbs Been about as bitter as a liberal in a Bernie shirt Put your spin on everything But this right here that learnin' curve [Verse 3: Lover Boy] Yeah, and that ain’t even half of it (Ain't even half of it) Step up to the mic, and we’ll surely have a laughing fit (Ha ha ha ha) Why so hyper masculine in lady clothes? You fabulous (Fabulous) That flow cocooned like caterpillar came out like it’s cattle piss (Bleugh) Ya nasty, why my beard so daphne? This Tabby vs. savior complex honkies Mathers stanning (Yeah) It’s only 9 A.M and I’m already fucking pissed? (Fucking pissed) I know you fellas get your dick sucked, please stop making it a skit [Verse 4: Orange Boy] Dude, my mood could use some improvement Get green smoothies and tattoos of the chakras Think you woke, do I hear "Frere Jacques?" Get big off of one hit and saying Pac sucked Y'all treat this shit like a potluck but y’all brought chips Where the salsa? Where the protein? Where the food at? 'Bout to boot your ass out the group chat Student of the game, I’m fuckin' with the 90’s The Roots, Tang, NWA just so old-heads like me Every white rapper spitting fast as Ricky Bobby, man They wear Golf, I’ll werewolf and beat ‘em it’s like La La Land [Verse 5: Lover Boy] Oh my God, so obvious you from Wisconsin Your lines suck, offending none, you're like Bryan Bulaga Moved to Minnesota (Yeah), jotted all these proverbs Went to open mic then finally found out both your balls dropped (Yeah) Met a kid named Dylan, sent his link on SoundCloud Did that lo-fi shit, you thought he had potential (Yes I did) Asked him for a beat, he sent you "Cranston" in an hour (Shit) Verse one said the rest, so peachfuzz! means the world is ours [Verse 6: Orange Boy] And fuck these B.O.B.’s, if earth is flat, then so is Cardi Probably shuffle still to Party Rock, your ass is lookin' sorry My drive a steady pace and still you’re ridin' right behind me Put this car in park and wreck your whip like I’m Ansari Y'all 'bout fake as NBA sprained ankles Some natural disasters like hurricane James Franco I’m that K Dot tape with J. Cole Bino/Chance, Madvillainy 2 Season 5 of Samurai, jacking styles is all you can do [Bridge: Orange Boy] Man, why these rappers’ bread & butter Be claims they made a sound, that’s been around since the first Carter? Story old as time like origin of Peter Parker This that chump change, make dime-a-dozen's shut the fuck up [Verse 7: Orange Boy] I’ma kick groins to get shit going, don’t slip Freud These pricks poignant toward bitcoin When crimson’s true crypto, nitwit, noise Stay Off-White, the cost hypebeast boy bite when form right You dorks fight on forums with keyboard strikes till foe like “Yeah you’re right” But both sides got thick skulls, 'cept this ain’t no porn site Bitch click off, my patience keeps upchucking, it's supper It’s thin now 'cause white fucks act all tough Play who’s blindest to color The vibe that y’all can’t feel Killed quick when your ass stepped in No Method Man, these Daniel Days Just act all phased, say jack shit Poindexter pushing up glasses “All lives actually matter!” Fuck your two cents, you don’t get It I’m Pennywise to you kids thinking that privilege is a big myth Hi, I’m Hyneman, tsk tsk, I might go Savage, hear the clip click One eye open like Slick Rick and blast you crackers to Crispix But snow fallen won’t find revival through witch Kiss my honky ass, y'all just white nose Rat to 5-0 Goodnight Fifel Peachfuzz