Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brain Storm, artist - Reel Wolf. Album song Rabid Violence, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Reel Wolf
Song language: English
Brain Storm |
Got clouds forming and swarming with info like a pop-up video |
Stuck in a twister of thoughts polluted by thots |
Extreme fog alert from the kush that I burn |
Suffered a hurricane of headaches from the lessons I learned |
My dopamine receptors flooded, brain waves I’m surfing |
Peace and clear skies in my mind I be deserving |
Sometimes my skull is feeling like Fort McMurray |
All my personalities running out in a hurry |
Catch a fist to your face, your medulla suffers an earthquake |
Chances are you might not make it to see your birthday |
Emotional rain storms exiting out your tear ducts |
Facing off with myself, it’s normal for you to fear us |
My conscience is freezing, experiencing an ice age |
Psychedelic whirlwind to me is a nice day |
Trynna control the weather, how long will it last? |
Before you try checking me, check my forecast |
When it comes to this shit, they know that Reno is a damn killer |
Violent kinds of lightning riding through my neuro transmitters |
A cyclone of words swirl around the frontal lobe |
Polar vortex with the flow, you know that’s fucking cold |
When the beat go, the storm form in my cerebellum |
Why these rappers out here trash and nobody care to tell 'em? |
This shit don’t move me, and I don’t even like your verse |
I kick the shit that hit you harder than a microburst |
You don’t understand the intensity when the mic is on |
Concepts and rhymes spread faster than a firestorm |
Stepping to these dudes will get you folded like an origami |
My brain waves rival the tidals like four tsunamis |
You hear us coming? |
Better tuck your head and get low |
Reel Wolf emcees coming through like a derecho |
The penal gland is the eye of the storm |
This track is your emergency alert, y’all have been warned |
Precipitation starts to build up, spilled water vapors are stuck |
'Cause I’m Bobby Drake with a chill touch |
The blizzard of Oz got you crawling through the snow |
Manipulate the forecast with Ororo Munroe |
Ben Franklin high as a kite ride the lightning |
Fighting Thor Odinson, the rumbling thunder’s frightening |
A meteorologist making his predictions |
Your vision is limited through these ignorant conditions |
A deadly ending in Armageddon, that’s God’s call |
Fire and brimstone, and hail the size of golf balls |
As sure as Stormy Daniels is considered a porn creature |
I’m a psycho spinning cyclone of the Nor Easter |
I’m in the back of the train tagging my rap name |
The Soundgarden lane cloudy with a chance of black rain |
Brainstorm through the city 'til I’m put in a deep grave |
A Summer-born arsonist bringing on the heatwave |