| It’s the perfect storm, it felt so warm |
| 'Til the rain came, with winds so strong |
| The Weatherman warned 'em but it felt so calm |
| 'Til things lined up right, and went so wrong |
| Yeah I toured «20/20» twice, 40 days, 40 nights |
| 2 of each bird of my shit, I save ya life |
| Paid the price, no dice, I’m the nicest |
| The odds in my favor; Noah, before there’s Christ |
| I’m the holy resurrection of him |
| I’m the only one that’s left, to drop these gems |
| Clean sweep, cleanliness is Godly |
| Never been afraid of pain, that’s just weakness leavin the body |
| War is politics by other means, no more than |
| And if I can’t forgive you, the Lord can |
| And if I don’t deliver, I stand by my messages |
| Never backed out, day one, same ever since |
| It never end like it’s supposed to be |
| So I took the whole script and rewrote the scene |
| The first shall be last and the last is first |
| So when my cup runneth over, it floods the Earth |
| The boomerang is back, gives the city a crash |
| Between the water and sky, my reign is trapped |
| I don’t feel shit, no pain, no remorse I’m numb |
| When I take off it’s like I’m on Air Force, One |
| Yeah, I rhyme invent free |
| They’re blind and then see the Mind of Mencia |
| I’m like Chappelle, puffin cheeba with my feet up |
| On the beach in South Africa, not trippin off the media |
| You thought vampires only roamed in the evening |
| But they be in boardrooms and they feed at lunch meetings |
| So even though I might party, smokin and drinkin |
| I’mma keep at least one eye open when I’m sleepin |
| Alarm clock rappin while they snooze button slappin |
| I’m on beats but I know people in the streets clappin |
| Modified semis to fullys for revolution |
| Evolution of the final self-defense solution |
| It is what it is yo, but read between the words too |
| Rock with Rakaa 'til Babylon drops the curfew |
| I grind like Stevie Williams or Terry on the curb too |
| I’m fly, movin dope, sick words, call me bird flu |
| How the beats rain down and the verses pour |
| Ev the weather man, breaks it down perfect form |
| I’m a king with a crown full of perfect thorns |
| Lookin at Halle Berry, that’s a perfect storm |
| I went from — never feelin better, to feelin under the weather |
| To takin pills just to escape, I got to get it together |
| Cause now I know the upside of bein numb |
| I hear, all these stupid songs and I try to be as dumb |
| But there’s still somethin inside of me that try to see the art |
| So I decide to be a freedom fighter hidin in the dark |
| And when you’re livin on the road, it gets cold f’real |
| Enough to turn a warm pure heart of gold to steel |
| I’m a iron jawed angel, life is painful |
| Let it rain on my parade, your whole facade is shameful |
| Swear to God I’m able, but it’s the wrong season |
| Pick all the wrong topics, for all the right reasons |
| When your empire’s crumblin, that’s a humblin experience |
| Joke’s over man it’s time to get serious |
| I’m brutally alive with a plan, now understand where I’m from |
| It’s past the point of love I do this for my family and blood |
| Go out proud I got, God on my chest |
| Just take a picture of my soul cause it’s too wild to posess |
| Make today count, that’s one thing we got in common |
| Cause we have to realize that tomorrow’s not promised yeah |