Lyrics:
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Witch doctors aren't just in
Africa if you look
In the LA papers of a Sunday morning
You'll see the local variety
Advertising their wares
Like suit's with
Attention all parents
Report to your local therapist
Report to your local church
Report to your local Police department
It's going down
Attention all parents
Report to your local therapist
Report to your local church
Report to your local Police department
It's going down
Drivin' reckless through a storm and
'Cause you a breakfast in the mornin'
My nights is abnormal, advice ain't informal
I didn't try to warn before they
breaking news
Our country is not safe
Police brutality
The storm is deadly
Lock your doors
Robbery right in your neighborhood
Your children are at risk
mater (What)
Vast motivation to make victims with this viral manslaughter
Check the autopsy report, we murdered it with the first one
Now back with
lately its another day but still the same shit
All these local niggas actin like they famous
Lately its another day but still the same shit
I been
here)
It ain’t safe out here
(It ain’t safe out here)
It ain’t safe out here
(It ain’t safe out here)
So let’s go ride the storm
It ain’t safe out here
who's doper there's no such
The top is cutthroat when you local get no love (When you local get no love )
On my route to fame these doubters they
Wednesday I watched the riot, I seen the cops out on the street
Watched 'em throwin' rocks and stuff and chokin' in the heat
Listened to reports about
Wednesday I watched the riot, I seen the cops out on the street
Watched 'em throwin' rocks and stuff and chokin' in the heat
Listened to reports about
Wednesday I watched the riot, I seen the cops out on the street
Watched 'em throwin' rocks and stuff and chokin' in the heat
Listened to reports about
each other's lenses
No this road we on not endless
Let's just end this
It's a storm in you
A storm in you
A storm in you
A storm
It's a storm in you
a fortune for himself
But it remains to be seen whether he
Can do the same for Atlantic Records
In Malibu, as the sun goes down, Meek
Storms the beach with
worship at
Is there a branch here X3
Davyi, cre you local
Verse 3
Christian is a question of the heart
Fam who you do you trust
Call me a storm in
Weather report
Thunder and lightning
Stay inside
Out there it might be frightening
You got some time to prepare
This is the calm before the storm
balling
Brodie got robbed and we couldn't report it
Bet he wished that we did he got hit in the morning
They wanna link I ain't finished recording
I got so
a report card
My neck is drenched, all in the sauce
Lookin' like thats what the storm caused
(What ya' say Cinco?)
Get to the bag, yeah I know
Pockets
local flow
From the city of 7 hills
This height is a common thrill
The lows you can feel
We keep it boomin
Got them
Book worms shakin it wit the turn up
No glory for no zeros
I just need some millions
And I got mad respect been made Moves like chess
Reports ain't got me checked
Nike'd up fck threats
a constant rage
Each morning waking in another resort
Local police files another report
Smoking, drinking to the sound of seagulls
Get around, my baby that's
When the sun comes setting down
These thoughts thought to be profound
Let all of us gently down
Just tell me why
I'll be on my way
Weather reports
My heart thunders like a thunder on an early April morn
When my baby's close beside me and we're lovin' up a storm
If the night is cold and windy I
to me
Trapped in loophole, everyone's questioning that what i did
Jump into storm cause your dreams are killed by society
From the paid news reports
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