weather or not

Lyrics

, some think i'm clever, others think i'm the one, who makes too many references to weather, or not, or not, i set it off on stage, i got something, i can't put my finger on that others don't got, so i try real hard to analyze the operation, and end up falling even deeper in thought, a vibe's just a vibe, most times i can't describe it, and life delays death, i'm tryna survive it, the seven sins still haunt me at night, i was afraid of the dark, but heard death in the light, so reverse that, reword that, i'm afraid of nothing now, i used to front a little, i ain't even bluffin' now, the price to pay, well, probably got it double now, it's double trouble, double trouble when you, sketching up, i used to live in the weed spot, crash came knocking through the door, thirteen cops, all just to find a little pistol and weed, beat the case, now i shall proceed, whether or not, some think i'm clever, others think i'm the one, who makes too many references to weather, or not, or not, some think i'm clever, others think i'm the one, who makes too many references to weather, or not, or not, i pick a pad up and write a rhyme, it's that easy, oil smear the ink when my hand brush across breezy, i caught the holy ghost, born to roll, raised by the corner most, the coroner, the siren singing with the corner folks, the corner store cats don't call them opportunists, don't work, don't eat, but they just not distributors, i've been dope since the riots of loot in '92, i've been spitting that dope with dilated it's due, i take my chances and in between the checks of advances, specs detail down to nano with the answers, cannabis lit, you can't tell me a hot damn, when i sing a song believing i drop, i left off from last time and now it's been a step up, and every lp that i drop i keep my rep down, best kept then i jet town, bet that i'm westbound, no motherfucking rest now, weather or not, some think i'm clever, others think i'm the one, who makes too many references to weather, or not, or not, some think i'm clever, others think i'm the one, who makes too many references to weather, or not, or not, love your fans and like your label, and i ain't making shit for neither lay that on the table, i'm making shit for me until the vision's done, and let the rhythm hit 'em when the system bump, i'm here to tip the scale in your area, the ups are high, the downs build your character, middle ground's a dangerous place, 'cause mediocrity be socking everyone in the face, still a race to the finish line, i keep the pace, the difference how i finish mine, it's 'cause i disregard the competition, in my own lane i paint the composition, calculated moves and working angles, sweating like a pig but rapping like an angel, that's how the game goes 'til everything remains raw, staring at the sun, but i'm wishing that the rain fall, some think i'm clever, others think i'm the one, who makes too many references to weather, or not, or not, some think i'm clever, others think i'm the one, who makes too many references to weather, or not, or not