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Weather People - текст песни



Weather People


[Verse 1]


I met shorty at the mall


Her bra holdin two d-cups of jello


My socks yellow from leaky - Hello!


What a bag would do to you


When the doobiest move me to a piece of property


Forget what I just put the groupie through


Got her spinnin to the angel, dizzy to diesel


Roll up the PCP-lease, I'm busy with evil


My hand on the tit, I'm commandin her clit


Disband of this shit, nobody knows but it's expandin the chips


Chicks wanna touch I might go shoot up the fruits in her


Dip in my mouth lookin like I'm recruited by Lucifer


Ain't like what I roll up is anti-religious


But it's like I copped in chinatown, I would slant eyes the bitches




[Chorus]


This is for my Weather People, them clever people


Haters should speak against cause they were never equals


Drug-fiends, I was happy to beat you


What you tell the ex hoes? "I'm sorry I ain't treat you!"


Learned myself cause nobody said "let me teach you"


This ain't for the Middletown people I still see through


This is for my Weather People, them clever people


Haters should speak against cause they were never equals


Dust-fiends, I was happy to beat you


What you tell the ex ho? "I'm sorry I ain't eat you!"


Learned myself cause nobody said "let me teach you"


We follow the same road but we know where it leads to




[Verse 2]


Chrome 380 drive me crazy cause it's fun to clap


My tit rader, callin out more hoes than Thundercats


In that burberry like a yuppie lumberjack


But you don't see the pattern till I take the coat off blunderblack


Rolled up, ready for brain acupuncture


Then I took the hoodie off the clit and didn't much her


Welcome to the strangest of days, there's dangerous ways


You find death, I found it in the angelin haze


Johnny Mnemonic with the Bubonic in the leathergoose


Fuck the North Face, it's what I got underneath that's weatherproof


And when it jump out to speak


It'll greet you with a flash of light


then leave you in a box cause the worms need you




[Chorus]




[Verse 3]


Come and see Hell's house, whatever bleeds yells out


And the first two letters of my click is "WE" spelled out


The locals hate me, cause the locals love me


Every piece of shit emcee with a dream from here can't touch me


"Fuck me!" - That's what they hoes yell out, lovin the penis


Tight like the rims in the street with the rubber between us


Everytime I whipe my ass or get cloudy


Ten local rappers wanna write a song (Texts of songs ) about me


In and out of the hash like I'm in and out of the blue mesk


In and out of my mind like I'm in and out of the US


Drip swet to NY, dip wet then get high


And thank G.O.D. Al-Qaida wasn't in the sky




[Chorus]



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