We headed straight into
some fucked up weather for real man
I swear it's like it rained on my
parade in the street fair
Damn, that's two parties,
one voice, one vote, no choice
But I brought my umbrella,
should I feel prepared?
We on the 4th
Park
This peace of mind gives me peace of mind
But these wartime concierges
are scary
Schools lack, jails are packed,
insurance is whack
Your civil rights remain under attack
Your status quo is intact
Whether you're black,
brown, yellow, red, white
Or somewhere in between
We live and die for the green
Or whatever color your country cream is
The theme is fuck yours,
give me mine the same
Just look around, snapshots of lots
Show halves that have not had sound
You get cries, laughs, curses,
and shots
Blood flowin' through the
streets and it never clots
The rain's comin' down
hard like it never stops
Nev er stops, never
It's goin' down,
God
It's comin' down hard
It's like a setup
So many gettin' wet up
It's time to keep your head up,
So many fallin' but you gotta get up
Whether you're ready for
the weather or not
It's goin' down,
God
It's comin' down hard
It's like a setup
So many gettin' wet up
You gotta keep your head up, yo
We gotta weather the storm,
whether you ready for the weather or not
Thunder and lightning clapping hard,
giving your heart pause
Different good old boys,
for the same old cause
Fuck juniors,
seniors should've seen years forewarned
But half a score later,
who would've foreseen four more?
It got you saying,
why I even bother to vote or?
I wish my vote would've counted,
maybe four scores more
This storm's electrical trick,
electoral shit
Not just a drizzle when it rains and pours
We on a war tour, against
Mohammed my man
With a constitution,
Bible, and a gat in his hands
From
Afghan to
Iraq, what's next,
Iran?
It's like you're playing cowboy
on the next man's land
Shots play with real live action
figures for figures of figures
Poor man's hands fire,
rich man's triggers
Noble and quiet,
selfless in the line of fire
With little regard for if and
when they ever retire
Meanwhile back at fillin' the blank
The realness,
the foundation looked like it got hit by a tank
Ghettos, that old term before the worst
German
Burnin' fires, spreadin' through the
urban like the third world turnin'
Snapshots of blocks show
haves and have -nots
Ass sangin', gettin' cries,
laughs, curses, and shots
The blood's pourin' through
the streets like it never clots
A war on drugs and terror,
but it never stops
It's goin' down, dawg,
it's comin' down hard
It's like a setup, so many gettin' wet up
It's hard to keep your head up, yo
So many fallin',
but you gotta get up
Whether you ready for the weather or not
It's goin' down, dawg,
it's comin' down hard
It's like a setup,
so many gettin' wet up
You gotta keep your head up, yo
We got the weather to storm
Whether you ready for the weather or not
It's going down bruh,
it's coming down hard.
It's like a set up, so many getting wet up,
it's hard to keep your head up.
So many fooling but you got to get up whether
you're ready for the weather or not.
It's going down bruh,
it's coming down hard.
It's like a set up, so many getting wet up.
You got to keep your head up yo, we got the weather,
the storm, whether you ready for the weather or not.
