I'm not of the storm, no It like you're slipping away I'm not of the storm, no I'm not of the storm
You fuckin' with a (I you, baby) You with a killa (You're so sexy) You fuckin' with a Lyrical, serial, or killa
Uhh, I'm in with this pep Switch a nigga up, put a in a dress Chop a nigga head off, pick his up Turn it upside down, drink his blood his neck
Uhh, I fly across you with the now I'm fire, the fire marshal the booth down Uh, you fuckin' a killa
Take your body, rape your body, dump it in the myself in then, beat the case for it then Turn around and put I did it on my Twitter
Uhh, I'm a up, nigga poppin', everybody fucked up with us Me and Joey the kings (I you, baby) What the you talkin' 'bout? Sing
Uhh, uh, I'm with a killa (So crazy) I'm fuckin' with a I'm fuckin' a killa Lyrical, serial, evil or
First the clouds form, they dark in the sky Then the roar when a couple of them collide Then the most rain landed on my Caesar Jesus Christ, the storm arrive
6 foot somethin' made of Spanish What I is fresh air like my hand's in a vent Y'all 'bout to be lost like you don't know where your went just a heads up 'cause none of y'all was plannin' a vic
I'm the projects, Grey Goose, a crate on the bench Mike's Hard Lemonade'll get you bent Where I'm from they don't hesitate the that spits Stand by the wrong man and watch your thoughts on a fence
I'm the voice of the where your boys serve your mother And the noise from a puts your boy on a cover We annoy undercovers 'cause they never put on, we the hood We don't snitch boy we weather the storm, we some
You fuckin' a killa (I you, baby) You fuckin' with a (You're so sexy) You fuckin' with a Lyrical, serial, or killa
I'm comin' with flash just to blast your face flyin' faster than the NASA spacecraft Get half your face smashed by the click The impact's a passion of plane crash
The mic minister write literature, sinister injure, your nine endin' your life when it's the Prime time witness the prime Innocent kissin' goodbye, picture the I, givin' a fuck
The truth walkin' just in the booth talkin' Too I put a hot beat in a new coffin For instrumentals I dig a grave then so many bars Around you when you feel like you in a cage
Niggaz is sour, you makin' lemonade Take a hours to write, our rhymes minute made Me, Joey and Joell leave you Motherfuck five cents but we'll you over Nickel, we some killaz
You fuckin' with a (I you, baby) You with a killa (You're so sexy) You fuckin' a killa Lyrical, serial, or killa
I disagreed my shadow when he got on Twitter (so I) Don't like bein' followed so I shot nigga A known loner, backwards I'm a loner that's known to attempt to put a in a coma
You lookin' at the suspect, with enough stress If you can give a fluck then I can fluck less Obsessed who I struck next so I set it for Success when I spit the vic is my next metaphor
Self-destructive with light lies If, you for psychotic, I got it or don't y'all are retarded, absurd And I while the whole world tries to act reserved
Need a Oscar, I'll put on an act superb Everybody relax, it's words, maybe not It's be reasonable doubt but don't come out my mouth, I let it come out of hers
I'm fuckin' with a I'm fuckin' a killa I'm fuckin' a killa I'm with a killa