I'm not of the storm, no It seems like you're slipping I'm not of the storm, no I'm not of the storm
You with a killa (I you, baby) You fuckin' a killa (You're so sexy) You with a killa Lyrical, serial, evil or
Uhh, I'm in with this pep Switch a up, put a thug in a dress Chop a head off, pick his head up Turn it upside down, drink his from his neck
Uhh, I fly across you with the now I'm fire, the fire marshal shut the down Uh, you fuckin' with a
your body, rape your body, dump it in the river Turn myself in then, beat the case for it Turn around and put I really did it on my
Uhh, I'm a fucked up, Pill poppin', everybody up with us Me and Joey the cottonmouth (I you, baby) What the fuck you '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, then dark in the sky Then the roar when a couple of them collide Then the toxic rain landed on my then Jesus Christ, the storm arrive
6 foot somethin' made of Spanish What I write is air like my hand's in a vent Y'all 'bout to be lost like you know where your manager went That's a heads up 'cause none of y'all was plannin' a vic
I'm from the projects, Grey Goose, a on the bench Mike's Lemonade'll get you amateurs bent Where I'm from they don't hesitate the cannon spits by the wrong man and watch your thoughts land on a fence
I'm the voice of the gutter your boys serve your mother And the from a clucker puts your boy on a cover We annoy undercovers they never put on, we from the hood We don't snitch boy we weather the storm, we some
You fuckin' with a (I you, baby) You with a killa (You're so sexy) You with a killa Lyrical, serial, evil or
I'm comin' with flash just to blast face mask Bullets flyin' than the NASA spacecraft Get half face smashed by the click clack The impact's a passion of plane crash
The mic minister write literature, rhyme Might injure, your nine your life when it's the Prime miniature time the prime lives kissin' goodbye, picture the I, givin' a fuck
The truth walkin' walked in the booth talkin' Too often I put a hot beat in a new For instrumentals I dig a grave then drop so bars Around you when you feel like you in a cage
styles is sour, you makin' lemonade Take a hours to write, our rhymes minute made Me, Joey and Joell you crippled Motherfuck five cents but we'll kill you over Nickel, we some
You with a killa (I you, baby) You fuckin' with a (You're so sexy) You fuckin' with a Lyrical, serial, evil or
I disagreed with my when he got on Twitter (so I) Don't like bein' followed so I shot that A known loner, that's I'm a loner that's known to attempt to put a in a coma
You lookin' at the prime suspect, with stress If you can give a fluck then I can fluck less with who I struck next so I set it for Success I spit 'cause the vic is my next metaphor
Self-destructive with light lies If, you for psychotic, I got it or don't Maybe y'all are retarded, And I observe while the whole world to act reserved
Need a Oscar, I'll put on an act that's Everybody relax, words, maybe it's not It's gotta be doubt but don't come out my mouth, I let it come out of hers
I'm fuckin' a killa I'm fuckin' a killa I'm fuckin' a killa I'm with a killa