Brain Storm

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Mersinary] Got clouds forming and swarming with info like a pop-up video Stuck in a twister of thoughts polluted by thots Extreme fog alert from the kush that I burn Suffered a hurricane of headaches from the lessons I learned My dopamine receptors flooded, brain waves I'm surfing Peace and clear skies in my mind I be deserving Sometimes my skull is feeling like Fort McMurray All my personalities running out in a hurry Catch a fist to your face, your medulla suffers an earthquake Chances are you might not make it to see your birthday Emotional rain storms exiting out your tear ducts Facing off with myself, it's normal for you to fear us My conscience is freezing, experiencing an ice age Psychedelic whirlwind to me is a nice day Tryin' to control the weather, how long will it last? Before you try checking me, check my forecast [Verse 2: J Reno] When it comes to this shit, they know that Reno is a damn killer Violent kinds of lightning riding through my neuro transmitters A cyclone of words swirl around the frontal lobe Polar vortex with the flow, you know that's fucking cold When the beat go, the storm form in my cerebellum Why these rappers out here trash and nobody care to tell 'em? This shit don't move me, and I don't even like your verse I kick the shit that hit you harder than a microburst You don't understand the intensity when the mic is on Concepts and rhymes spread faster than a firestorm Stepping to these dudes will get you folded like an origami My brain waves rival the tidals like four tsunamis You hear us coming? Better tuck your head and get low Reel Wolf emcees coming through like a derecho The pineal gland is the eye of the storm This track is your emergency alert, y'all have been warned [Verse 3: Q-Unique] Precipitation starts to build up, spilled water vapors are stuck 'Cause I'm Bobby Drake with a chill touch The Blizzard of Ozz got you crawling through the snow Manipulate the forecast with Ororo Munroe Ben Franklin high as a kite ride the lightning Fighting Thor Odinson, the rumbling thunder's frightening A meteorologist making his predictions Your vision is limited through these ignorant conditions A deadly ending in Armageddon, that's God's call Fire and brimstone, and hail the size of golf balls As sure as Stormy Daniels is considered a porn creature I'm a psycho spinning cyclone of the nor'easter I'm in the back of the train tagging my rap name The Soundgarden lane cloudy with a chance of black rain Brainstorm through the city 'til I'm put in a deep grave A summer-born arsonist bringing on the heatwave