Calm Tornado

[Chorus] The first 16 bars is the calm make sure plenty of bottled water is kept It's 'bout to be a wsssssssh The likes of which y'all never seen See The final 8 bars are the storm There isn't a barn I ain't willin' to wreck It's 'bout to be a whooooooh Y'all will never forget [Verse 1] I turn down tail cats fiend for Decathlete, what I need caffeine for? Classically, fa la la la gasoline While I'm fast asleep Listen carefully "Sand, you ain't gotta write no masterpiece You got advanced degrees." Please Peace I dream weave My funk richer than your regular reek Rhythm is the true religion, I rock secular jeans That was me enforcing in streets While the bosses ate a trippa and suffritt And I won't cease till my people are freed It's now too hot in kitchens that were frigid originally Maybe you should leave Been froze opponents into polar ice Hand on my cajones, you've never beholded a potenter poltergeist The blue is demons the police is pro DePaul, as far as buckin' the protocol, I'm known as the prototype The greater part of performers are 'cut & paste' My comments is anything but common place My parlance is what would be born if Transformers and phonics could fornicate [Chorus] The first 16 bars is the calm make sure plenty of bottled water is kept It's 'bout to be a wsssssssh The likes of which y'all never seen See The final 8 bars are the storm There isn't a barn I ain't willin' to wreck It's 'bout to be a whooooooh Y'all will never forget [Verse 2] My beard rubber band matches my outfit I'd like to make an announcement My outfit is...thick I stick fingers in outlets Here we go No llama could out spit No Jet leader could out riff I leave space kinda like Alf did Seen Dark Knights/nights kinda like Alfred Kinda like alfredo Saucy Platano Plato Radio won't play though DJ's on the payroll No bueno! (Sand, they playin' your record on the radio right now though) Oh Perhaps they know This is not your typical plain old average Joe verses It's Joe Versus The Volcano Hobbes, Locke and Aesop's Fables Planet Rock, Janis Joplin, Bach, hands that rocked cradle "Sand build a ark, save the art" cried a archangel with a cocked halo I had to nod, I could not say "no" Wrote the calm in a tornado Cause Americana been conned and been clogged, I been called Drano Sure as sand's wear sea meets San Remo I see ya and raise ya and I'm Razor Ramon [Chorus] The first 16 bars is the calm make sure plenty of bottled water is kept It's 'bout to be a wsssssssh The likes of which y'all never seen See The final 8 bars are the storm There isn't a barn I ain't willin' to wreck It's 'bout to be a whooooooh Y'all will never forget [Verse 3] You can't write 24 bar verses You can't talk in 3rd person They won't purchase And why you call yourself the Dream Merchant? You're too deep You need to call yourself a sea urchin Stop blabbin' how you cut grass How cuttin' grass help you see serpents People need purple not purpose Rappers supposed to be earning, not be earnest You provide a simple service Go ahead and sip some syrup, you're not a civil servant It never hurts to stir up a little skirmish It never hurts to steer the herd towards bein serfs Bein' servants instead of being insurgents That's more profit, pockets, purses That's a art you need to perfect Nobody's perfect Nobody 'cept for everybody You not up to foil Illuminati You probably groggy from fluoride in Dasani I skipped the lawyering to loiter in lobbies Voices in my noggin say remember 'Nam and remember Nagasaki For as what is now occurring what does it have in common? Is it a carbon copy? Industry beef is increased to keep peeps from peepin' what's in their beef and broccoli Signs is ominous, obviously aki there's something brewin' Besides batters in Milwaukee