Evidence - Perfect Storm lyrics

(feat. Madchild, Rakaa Iriscience) [cuts by Babu:] "Ask the weatherman..." [Chorus x2: Evidence] It's the perfect storm, it felt so warm 'Til the rain came, with winds so strong The Weatherman warned 'em but it felt so calm 'Til things lined up right, and went so wrong [Evidence:] Yeah I toured "20/20" twice, 40 days, 40 nights 2 of each bird of my sh**, I save ya life Paid the price, no dice, I'm the nicest The odds in my favor; Noah, before there's Christ I'm the holy resurrection of him I'm the only one that's left, to drop these gems Clean sweep, cleanliness is Godly Never been afraid of pain, that's just weakness leavin the body War is politics by other means, no more than And if I can't forgive you, the Lord can And if I don't deliver, I stand by my messages Never backed out, day one, same ever since It never end like it's supposed to be So I took the whole script and rewrote the scene The first shall be last and the last is first So when my cup runneth over, it floods the Earth The boomerang is back, gives the city a crash Between the water and sky, my reign is trapped I don't feel sh**, no pain, no remorse I'm numb When I take off it's like I'm on Air Force, One [Chorus] [Rakaa Iriscience:] Yeah, I rhyme invent free They're blind and then see the Mind of Mencia I'm like Chappelle, puffin cheeba with my feet up On the beach in South Africa, not trippin off the media You thought vampires only roamed in the evening But they be in boardrooms and they feed at lunch meetings So even though I might party, smokin and drinkin I'ma keep at least one eye open when I'm sleepin Alarm clock rappin while they snooze bu*ton slappin I'm on beats but I know people in the streets clappin Modified semis to fullys for revolution Evolution of the final self-defense solution It is what it is yo, but read between the words too Rock with Rakaa 'til Babylon drops the curfew I grind like Stevie Williams or Terry on the curb too I'm fly, movin dope, sick words, call me bird flu How the beats rain down and the verses pour Ev the weather man, breaks it down perfect form I'm a king with a crown full of perfect thorns Lookin at Halle Berry, that's a perfect storm [Chorus] [Madchild:] I went from - never feelin better, to feelin under the weather To takin pills just to escape, I got to get it together Cause now I know the upside of bein numb I hear, all these stupid songs and I try to be as dumb But there's still somethin inside of me that try to see the art So I decide to be a freedom fighter hidin in the dark And when you're livin on the road, it gets cold f'real Enough to turn a warm pure heart of gold to steel I'm a iron jawed angel, life is painful Let it rain on my parade, your whole facade is shameful Swear to God I'm able, but it's the wrong season Pick all the wrong topics, for all the right reasons When your empire's crumblin, that's a humblin experience Joke's over man it's time to get serious I'm brutally alive with a plan, now understand where I'm from It's past the point of love I do this for my family and blood Go out proud I got, God on my chest Just take a picture of my soul cause it's too wild to posess Make today count, that's one thing we got in common Cause we have to realize that tomorrow's not promised yeah [Chorus]