Darius Loa - That's Fujin/That's Raijin lyrics

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Darius Loa - That's Fujin/That's Raijin lyrics

[Verse 1: Darius Loa] Mother Nature can see me now Father leaves in the morn, when the sons around Chop trees when it's quite, no one peeps the loud Caught-key Growing roots, we conceded now Admit second wind when you leaving out My mind is a gale and I ain't breathing out I caught wind (x2) Faith's fool, gone an' eat till your face full Don't let the hurtle fall making leaps in they shoes Making sure your weak ones don't make you weak too Yup-Yup Secretly slip away in my vision Withdrawal is the word And you'll blame it on distance Cause I'll still lust you if the love is missing I caught wind (x2) [Chorus; Darius Loa & Nuru The Chief] Brother just asked who caught the wind Mama just asked who caught the wind Star team player I caught the wind Brother just who got the win Mama just asked who got the win Star team player i got the win I got the win ( I caught the-) [Verse 2: Nuru The Chief] Citius, Altius, Fortius, Flex Em Catch a n***a lacking pierce more than their septum Don't ask me why i'm laughing , I'm just counting all my checks up p**y n***as worried, I guess that I scared them Im 840 like you're 420 Give them trauma don't just stunt em wake up and get it I'm chief Sosa with Hova and a lil bit ova four leaf clovers in my Sofa's while these n***a's rot over I be the clutch master flexin Best of the best In this life of or the next in Brown leather everything dawg Br-Br-Br- Brown leather everything dawg (k** em) In this life or the next in Wrapped up inn cowskin complexion of a Mexican Love lost in Sexting but came back in arrogance They Love you if you're Fairer skin Because that was the Pharaoh's skin [Bridge: Darius Loa] Yeah yeah yeah I'll be the pharaoh's Kin Feeling like phara one Reaching out phara khan Reaching out for Farrah Fawcett Cause all the pills i've done Everybody noses run I'm on the run I caught the wind (x 4) I caught the- [Outro: Darius Loa, Nuru The Chief] Ride with me Brodie You could fly with homies She get's high whe she lonely ay ay Ride with your n***as Would you die for your n***a Would you ride with your n***a like- ay (x3)