The Forecast
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(Yeah)
(I'm a future-man)
Bitch, what's the forecast gonna be,
Is it gonna be windy or stormy,
Cause you might need to prepare,
For what's about to come,
You might as well run,
Cause we gonna cause a disaster,
(Yeah)
We gonna strike like a Death Adder,
(Yeah)
We gonna destroy everything,
We don't feel no mercy,
So, what's the forecast?
It's too late, it's coming too fast,
(Yeah)
Whats the forecast gonna be,
Search it up, before it's too late,
But we blocked your wi-fi,
Bitch don't give us any hate,
We just gonna tell you your fate,
Cause we a fucking storm,
And you ain't gonna hear the disaster alarm,
Cause the storm's too loud,
We ain't just a white, fluffy cloud,
Bitch, we a fucking storm,
(Storm)
(We a storm)
Bitch, what's the forecast gonna be,
Is it gonna be windy or stormy,
Cause you might need to prepare,
For what's about to come,
You might as well run,
Cause we gonna cause a disaster,
We gonna strike like a Death Adder,
(The forecast, what's it gonna be)
There ain't no point of running,
We just gonna do some gunning,
We gonna surge in like a storm,
This ain't a movie, why you eatin' popcorn,
This ain't a game, this is what the forecast predicted,
(Yeah)
Get ready, cause a lot of damage is about to be inflicted
(Yeah)
We gonna fly in like a storm,
Don't run, this ain't a decathlon,
It's just what it said on the forecast,
Peace is definitely gonna be lacked,
(Yeah)
We got a storm on the menu,
And your direction is where it's due,
There ain't no point preparing,
Even the forecast can't do that,
The fucking storm's here,
It's too much to bear,
(Yeah)
Bitch, what's the forecast gonna be,
Is it gonna be windy or stormy,
Cause you might need to prepare,
For what's about to come,
You might as well run,
Cause we gonna cause a disaster,
We gonna strike like a Death Adder,
(Yeah)
First thing we gonna do is capture you nigg*rs,
This is the weaved future, I'm a fuckin' knitter,
It's gonna be down in the history books,
There ain't no point in hidin' in the woods,
Don't even fucking try hidin' in your attic,
We gonna fire and we gonna make you panic,
(Yeah)
We gonna let all our nigg*rs out of prison,
It's gonna be worse if you don't watch your tongue,
(Watch your tongue)
Check the forecast, what's it gonna be?
You already know, It's gonna be a swarm of bees,
We gonna sting you, bite you, kill you,
I know you gonna hide in the loo,
Better take your last dump,
Before you get jumped,
(We gonna come in like a storm)
What type of storm, check the forecast,
Oh, it's gonna be a big blast,
Don't try to run, Don't try to fly to Mars,
Because when a storms after you, you won't get far,
Even if you checked the forecast,
And it said you gonna get gassed,
We gonna do you like Adolf Hitler,
(But)
We might give mercy if you a stripper,
(Yeah)
Bitch be for real,
You know what a storm's gonna make you feel,
Yeah, you gonna feel so much pain,
You'd wish it was only a heavy rain,
Bitch, what's the forecast gonna be,
Is it gonna be windy or stormy,
Cause you might need to prepare,
For what's about to come,
You might as well run,
Cause we gonna cause a disaster,
We gonna strike like a fuckin' Death Adder,
Your last day might be fun if you a fapper,
Tell us what your last wank was like, (was it good?)
When you were playin' around with your small dyke,
(Yeah)
We gonna come in like a storm,
Check the forecast, Wait don't it's already too late,
(It's too late)
(To check the forecast)
(It's gonna be a storm)
(Yeah, a storm)
(That's what it's gonna be)
(Yeah, a fucking storm)
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