It gets no better when you're caught up in the earthquake weather 

Keep your eye on the storm come and get us 

When the shit goes down we're all down ‘cause we're fed up 

At how the system is set up 

  

Breaking through my storm sick weather 

Psyclone stroll my zone come on enter 

Government punks think their world's a lot better 

But it's regular men that run the country forever 

Who got the power, the law, really? 

Never! Thought I'd go to war with my city 

Carry out plans advance in the dark 

Tactics trace you with white chalk 

Crash hits and my troops get marked 

I'm in a danger zone when I walk 

Split seconds in time life become short 

Courtesy of LA P.D psycho 

Inhaling white coke straight snort 

Life is a contact sport weather report 

  

The sun will be smitten 

You understand what we're transmitting? 

Under the vanishing ozone 

Melting like a snow cone 

Listen before we come to not existing 

The new system 

Sets up the weather to splice us 

Wipe the dust off mental vices 

Snipe devices in this age of crisis 

The price of being decisive is choking 

Welcome to no hope land 

Where two words can't be spoken 

That's prevent this 

So they're frozen like cryogenics 

In the driest of ice scaling global heights 

With hollow sights on scientists' heads like lice 

Who have patternized more than just mice 

Strike to kill the present but the present is this 

Try to fight a dead end that's sent through fists 

Mind computer list of motives 

Electric convulsive through the voltage 

Prime supreme truth cult 

Rhyme revolt 

Forecasting the act of action 

To flatten the state of defense 

Info prints static 

To unpulsate the black magic that breathes 

Believe in what we ourselves conceive 

For us it must and it will happen 

Destruction before creation the war of capping 

It gets no better when you're caught up in the earthquake weather 

Keep your eye on the storm come and get us 

When the shit goes down we're all down ‘cause we're fed up 

At how the system is set up