Storm Coming
(Intro: The Terminator)
Your son gave me a message to give to you
Made me memorize it
Thank you for your courage through the dark years
I can't help you with what you must soon face
Except to say that the future is not set
You must be stronger than you imagine you can be
You must survive, or I will never exist
(Hook)
It's a storm comin', t's a storm comin'
It's a storm comin', t's a storm comin'
Whacha gonna do, who do ya trust?
You feel the heat comin'? Are you ready to (bust!!!)
If we have to! Feel the heat comin'
If we have to! Feel the heat comin'
(Verse)
Dear son, hope ya hearin' every word in my chronicle
Hope it's findin' you in good health, livin' honorable
Caught a glympse to the future and it don't look bright
You gon' be in for one hell of a fight
It's a war goin' on outside, no heart is safe from
They let you cake sut, I'm like that Make Sut
OG mosh tray spit from day one
They tell you switch it up? Just keep the faith, son
Don't let 'em digitize you or ? you
It's just anotha nigga with a mic tellin' lies to
Unsuspectin' fans, be a self respected man
Remember mommy tells a PE and X-Glare (bam!)
Fast forward to the present day, the bocco
They lay you underground when you wanna teach the gospel
That 13th apostle that wadn't on the rasta
Found out that was a female and that they couldn't stop her
Yo momma was a soldier, heavy burden on my soul
Distribute spittin' spittin' spittin'
If I had to do it ova, they foreva try to terminate me
Underrate me, whoey, to sedate me, even try to corporate me
But here comes the safety, but none of 'em can tackle
Occasional staffer, I way that magic glass at 'em
Whippin' out the barz, niggas idolize the castle
You feel the heat comin', start bustin' if ya have to
(Hook)
It's a storm comin', t's a storm comin'
It's a storm comin', t's a storm comin'
Whacha gonna do, who do ya trust?
You feel the heat comin'? Are you ready to (bust!!!)
If we have to! Feel the heat comin'
If we have to! Feel the heat comin'
If you have to
(Verse)
I don't know where to begin, how to tell you how to win
But I do know it's gon' come down to them rhymes in the end
Some pursue other ventures, some lost they step
We done came a long way from the days of Salt 'N Pep
They told me shake cells, I took the red pill
I chose to stay street, let culture prevail
I agreed to the weed and quoin the pony-tail
Girls sniffin' and tuckin', I said what the hell!!!
I ain't sign up to that, but to each they own
Said it's easier to mark it, easier to clone
Easier to brainwash lil kids at home
Easy for the machines to set the tone now
Some say it's high class, some say it's rude, cheap
All up in the mags, free stuff in the two piece
First comes the nipslet, then comes the new leagues
Then comes the sextape, if I'm lyin', sue me!
I ain't need nuttin' but a pen and some ruslee
Speakers on blast, woopin' round in that two seat
Jumpin' out, bam, show time, just me and the band
Mic checkin' in my b-girl stance
f**k cocaine, fame is a hell of a drug
How far you gon' go tryna get that buzz?
How many you gon' f**k tryna get that plug?
In the future are you still gonna get that love?
Ladies!
(Hook)
It's a storm comin', t's a storm comin'
It's a storm comin', t's a storm comin'
Whacha gonna do, who do ya trust?
You feel the heat comin'? Are you ready to (puff!!!)
If we have to! Feel the heat comin'
If we have to! Feel the heat comin'
