Decompression Chamber

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Pat Juba] We do what we do for income and then some Lost Black warriors inside of dimension Damaging self in flotation like planets Moon circulate, divide just like fractions Judge by action, vivid, livid and maxing Add-on styles and yet cargo subtraction Live inside of your mind, we be broadcasting Struggling sum, this warm sun got me fasting Ill means, being a fiend to square labels and tags In pitch blackness pushing a broke wag Four wheels that peel, swerve out and hit a pole Split one for one, handle yourself is the goal Arctic snow, polar caps and ill blizzards Goose down highly insulated Black wizards Born hard, formulating poison like lizard I burn ism with ill liquid that be fizzing Earth spirits be all around trying to enter Switching my zone, totally open, not center Break off, splinter, deep red like magenta Simple like breathing charisma, higher mentals [Chorus: Sep Sev Sev Two] Thunder only happens when it's raining (Thunder only happens when it's raining) Egos only cloud the music made (Egos only cloud the music made) Compensation, it will come and it will go (Compensation, it will come and it will go) When the storms roll through, man, you will know (When the storms roll through) [Verse 2: Sep Sev Sev Two] Some rob and steal to get the mass appeal Some thieve and jack to keep the upper hand Some shake and take to reach that next meal And some do it for the simple fact that they can I try to understand how it expands I fly through, let's predict where I'll land My times took my development stages Yet my rhyme book's thicker than the yellow pages Let's all smile, like as if nothing's wrong Slow down, child, 'cause my stride is too strong Dismiss your notions of incompetence This is that potent shit you wanted, kid I haunted it, snuck behind it, grabbed it by the Pumas and tripped it Dipped out the room before it spun to see the culprit Now seek, feel the fear 'cause there's only been a few in here So I'ma take respect as a souvenir Everybody crying that they label does 'em wrong To me, that's like complaining when your pimp beats you What'd you expect? You traded respect for currency Well, certainly the veteran players will defeat you [Chorus: Sep Sev Sev Two] Thunder only happens when it's raining (Thunder only happens when it's raining) Egos only cloud the music made (Egos only cloud the music made) Compensation, it will come and it will go (Compensation, it will come and it will go) When the storms roll through, man, you will know (When the storms roll through, man) [Verse 3: Mr. Gene Poole] I'm true to this 'til somebody pulls my plug Or fluid fills my lungs from an overdose of drugs Or someone loosens my lugs while I'm rolling four wheels through sludge Dealing with a crew's grudge, it's beef, gunpowder filled slugs Whenever your ready to bug, I got the dubs Mixed on both sides with cuts to show you good or bad love Don't judge the buds 'til you smoke 'em They disrespect, I'll make sure the hold on they neck is firm enough to choke 'em Then I poke 'em with the dagger I keep cloaked under my coat Murder is more than she wrote, bitch didn't say shit about the crow I quote a famous nobody by yellin', "Fuck you!" Which is how you feel about me in the streets my feet are stuck to I pull more weight than trucks doing work on interstate Construction, potholes, obstacles, I take out obstructions Without giving instructions, I'm skilled to operate All the mind-changing equipment that makes fools cooperate MCs can cop they fates from me 'Cause I sell tickets to the gates of Hell and front row seats First class, my verses crash niggas on beats Like malfunctioning planes tryna land on runways covered with sleet [Chorus: Sep Sev Sev Two] Thunder only happens when it's raining (Thunder only happens when it's raining) Egos only cloud the music made (Egos only cloud the music made) Compensation, it will come and it will go (Compensation, it will come and it will go) When the storms roll through, man, you'll know (When the storms roll through, man) [Outro: Mr. Gene Poole] Yeah, it's like (When your soul has turned to stone) The music builds the mood We build the music (And your songs are not your own), so it's up to us To either make or break the fucking attitude When your soul has turned to stone Dynospectrum (And your songs are not your own) Woundwart, Sep Seven, Juba, Gene Poole When your soul has turned to stone And your songs are not your own