That ain't happenin' Muthafuckas tryin' to kill me and shit, Well Out here Well Spit somethin' called acid rap 10 years ago a friend of mine Rapped about
, and shit ya wrote I run up on ya faggot ass fast, and slit ya throat Carry my weight like luggage, my bone is thuggish ruggish It's on from storm, I
old chief buried a hatchet in his head Life compared to death for him seemed worse The tribal brothers gathered in the lighthouse to sing And tried to conjure up a storm
them break me We got lost in phoenix, seems like such a long time Seven months of living sweaty on those thin white lines Did some time for selling acid
transmit Thunderous storm strikes with ma jolt and all hard rock like Thing from fantastic four Prune beneath the moon lit rips solar eclipse madchild flips like kids on acid
downfall When I rise like the sun, I ain't fuckin' wit y'all I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on The storm consumes all the sun and moon fall
Clock strikes twelve and moon drops burst Out at you from their hiding place Like acid and oil on a madman's face His reason tends to fly away Like lesser
Acid-wash Guess with the leather patches Sportin' the white Diadoras with the hoodie that matches I'm wearing two Swatches and a small Gucci pouch I could
the earth Scalding hail Charred and battered victims crying to be saved Falling on deaf ears the earth is now our grave Devastating torrents acid drowns
the wound torn in space and time. I blink, centuries unwind. Hear the voice of the suns, Their wind at your face, The rage of their storm. Spread my
on this You don't really wana see me start this You don't really wana see my heart turn into darkness When I'm storming on the track, warning emcees
I had an accident, which I won't explain I slept for nineteen years in a storm water drain To when I awoke it was two-thousand and ten I was feeling rather
the side of your eye, watch it pop out, we knock out cats, and light the floors when they rocks out, shocked out, like you driving in a lightning storm
on the side of your eye, watch it pop out, we knock out cats, with the floors when it rocks out, shocked out, like you driving in a lightning storm, with
hut, play a storm call me on more time, rap master Jim tap dancin on a land mine, teddybear night light and a greasy spoon, and Fred and Wilma droppin' acid
Kick in the brain, still the same, oh, please tell me what's my name hook in neck, fire storm, bloody rain, yeah it came breaks my skull, hits my eyes
talkin' with a knife. Mother always talked to you You're a f...in' kid, You're not mine, You've always had war in your head, Bombs in your brain, storm
you again last night Side walking junkie, filled with hazy thoughts, oh yeah Beginning of my snow storm daydream You're a drug hit to my sanity An acid
