Yes, the Storm is back.
Beat used.
I’ll leave ya brain dead like Don Self in thee truck
My lines will cover head shots like Before I Self Destruct
So before the shelf adjusts..
I’ll add just enough pressure to put it up.. trust
Me I’m not The Postal Service so I could never Give Up
Must.. I go Tupac on ya body and Keep Ya Head Up
While the guillotine makes sure ya body drops?
See, I’m part of a killer team that’s cold
Your as tight as a pussy.. that’s old
I’ll make sure you body breaks up like the Pussy Cat Dolls
You be catching a cold or a flu when I’m around
Zu’s vocals equal heaven sounds
You couldn’t get hard if you were Emily from Seven Pounds
This is like a match ending in a seven seconds round
When I hear their lyrics I understand why I was born with the crown
I put on MTV and then I frown
I guess I’m writing Lost Symbols so call me Dan Brown