Storm Warning

I feel a storm is comin' on

It's comin' on, it's comin' on, comin' on

When it is it's gonna do whatever it wants

It's comin' on, it's comin' on, comin' on

I haven't got something to prove

But I got nothing to lose

(It's true) I'm puffing a doob

Up in the booth, not stuck in a suit

Or givin' a stuff, living it up

Bussing a groove and bringing the funk

While Morgs is ripping the I'm snatching a [?], fill up my cup

Chill it with ice, ill on the mic

Last thing I need's someone killing the vibe

Willing to fight, kickin' a fuss

Just 'cause I drunken a million pints

Wait! You think you're playing it cool

But mate you're playing a fool too!

I'll take you to school if you're breaking the rules

I'll leave you washed up like an ape in a pool

Never said I was better than you

That's not what I endeavor to do

It's not your fault, you're bred in a zoo

Or you stink more than Pepé Le Pew

Step to the crew, the incredible few

Thundamentals will fry your electrical fuse

I'm blending the groove, dissembling foes

Each sentence I use helps set it in stone

Wherever I roam, start second to none

So suave and obese, I'm impressing your mum

Hot sex in the sun, enjoy the summertime

If the boss is stressing let him employ some other guy

Sing a lullaby about the birds and the bees

So we can get down more personally (Fuck)

Right now I'm bursting the seams

Where the word is born, the storm's bursting the scene

I feel a storm is comin' on

It's comin' on, it's comin' on, comin' on

When it is it's gonna do whatever it wants

It's comin' on, it's comin' on, comin' on

While most folks are sitting at home

Picking their nose I'll be flipping the flow

Deliver a show, just leaving you go-ing

Oh shit, kid, didn't you know?

I'm drinking my coke then I mix it with rum

You're listening into the skills of the one

While Fiasko's hitting the drum

It's packing a punch like a kick in the gut

Stuck in a rut? I'm upping the ante

Running amuck like a bum in a pantry

Ain't for kids who's chucking a tanty

Or chickens who's fucking and clutching their panties

And chucking them at me, that's not what the plan be, uh

I can't help it if you're randy

Don't get angry just 'cause I'm taken

Check out my mates, you could probably date them

Thundamentals'll pave the way

It's safe to say that we're making waves

While haters are sipping their hatorade

I'll blaze the phrase in my database

Straight spitting razor blades at a crazy rate

Until my hair is a shade of grey

That can't be changed breaks for days and days

And weeks and months, ayo my speech is crunk

Pump this in your crib while you're eating lunch

Or up in your whip, let the speakers bump

No need to ask who the leaders are

It's clear to us my team is rough

Please don't front, this beat is nuts

So dope that the CD reach the buds

Got my sneakers scuffed 'cause I run the map

So come back when the sound of a thunderclap

I feel a storm is comin' on

It's comin' on, it's comin' on, comin' on

When it is it's gonna do whatever it wants

It's comin' on, it's comin' on, comin' on

I feel a storm is comin' on

It's comin' on, it's comin' on, comin' on

When it is it's gonna do whatever it wants

It's comin' on, it's comin' on, comin' on