SnowFlake Black – The Weather Man lyrics

Verse 1
Throw chance out like it’s a ball
One with a curve that I refuse to comply to - pitch a new one
My strategy's a game plan in lyrics, I'm up to bat for my team
So some misty eyed weather's never stopping me swinging
A woman told me cream rises
If I was drowning in the bottom of the cup of black, now I'm clouding the
Top like white Mushrooms groomed for the nuclear
Concussive percussion, makes hearts rush, ‘til you fall in love with my
Fire
Let style leave sparks from the streak of gas painted on the ass of
Disbelievers - best believe
Light my name blazed across your cheeks
See lit scars across your crack ‘til you shit my bars - measurement
Pleasured and polished what I meant ‘til it's conditioned
Like a storm listed as a perfect catastrophically disaster
Gets nasty as its gets faster
But I bet that's probably for the better, let the world get wetter
It starts to drop

Verse 2
Not here to make an ass of myself, but I’ma earn the name of bum
Cause I'm the one that's still accepting of change
Southern Boy attacked when others plane
Wanna hijack my style and tell me "ain't no fly zone"
Tried to take from me swagger I never knew I had
‘Til Lord Toph said I'm bad on Mics like Mike on Bad, Dangerous thriller
Skilled at only scripting preaching words to reach the mass
Can't get off of myself, that’s how you fuck yourself in front of
Millions
Catch twenty two of catchy 32s to capture billions
Is avoid the beefs that make you catch a .32
Millions look for early controversial tabloids that tag a rappers ego
Like a toe, stone-cold and lassoed.
Forecast says anticipate precipitation
I'm hope most whose words are worth it will amount to liquid
Stick with what you do as solid
So it melts to vapor and accumulates appreciators til it rains down on the
Patient.
Flood em all
The rain that you bringing can make waves

Verse 3
My job's as important as anybody else's
Who paid attention and got the receipt
Just know the only thing you can't come by and buy is time
So make "dew" like you "did it", make eyes moisturize
Blow em away like category 5s when you thrive
They'll see you like wanted posters - desired
Dead or alive
Staying close to run behind your element
Storm chasing and wind-talking
Hawking ‘til you spitting tongue twisters
High temperatures rise inside MCs
Melt em like hell ‘til Devil himself lets souls free
Then freeze em ‘til he fuckin’ leaves
So you stay sick like disease, make em sneeze, like a priest, I bless you
For the rest of you simply to observe
The power that mother earth can give chosen children while they live among
Her
I only give predictions of the weather, and if you’re in it
Take cover, find a lover to cuddle, here come the thunder