It gets no better when you're caught up in the earthquake weather   Keep your eye on the storm come and get us   When the shit goes down we're all down 'cause we're fed up   At how the system is set up      Breaking through my storm sick weather   Psyclone stroll my zone come on enter   Government punks think their world's a lot better   But it's regular men that run the country forever   Who got the power, the law, really?    Never! thought I'd go to war with my city   Carry out plans advance in the dark   Tactics trace you with white chalk   Crash hits and my troops get marked   I'm in a danger zone when I walk   Split seconds in time life become short   Courtesy of la p.d psycho   Inhaling white coke straight snort   Life is a contact sport weather report      The sun will be smitten   You understand what we're transmitting?    Under the vanishing ozone   Melting like a snow cone   Listen before we come to not existing   The new system   Sets up the weather to splice us   Wipe the dust off mental vices   Snipe devices in this age of crisis   The price of being decisive is choking   Welcome to no hope land   Where two words can't be spoken   That's prevent this   So they're frozen like cryogenics   In the driest of ice scaling global heights   With hollow sights on scientists' heads like lice   Who have patternized more than just mice   Strike to kill the present but the present is this   Try to fight a dead end that's sent through fists   Mind computer list of motives   Electric convulsive through the voltage   Prime supreme truth cult   Rhyme revolt   Forecasting the act of action   To flatten the state of defense   Info prints static   To unpulsate the black magic that breathes   Believe in what we ourselves conceive   For us it must and it will happen   Destruction before creation the war of capping   It gets no better when you're caught up in the earthquake weather   Keep your eye on the storm come and get us   When the shit goes down we're all down 'cause we're fed up   At how the system is set up