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Verse 1
Let the beat drop like rain on the game
Strike lames with hot beams of nothing but pain
The world is tearing itself apart
While guys like I keep fighting our brains
The drugs on the street ain't came from me
Or you or them, man we know who it be
We don't ask questions, and I wonder why
We let the government force our girls to cry
They set it all up like a blueprint plan
Sit back and laugh while you get jammed
Distributed it but made it flaw
Off enough to keep you from being a man Pu-Pumped full of crack when you try to rap Du-Dumped on the tracks when you try to bring back Some words that they make make you think a bit
But they snatch they portions and they keepin it

(ChorusX2)

Chorus
Warm, lightning strikes, with freighting bites, you might just die In the storm...storm...
Yours, that ain't their’s, take what's fair, of your
Share of the world...world...

Verse 2 (Full Version Only)
Let the clubs bump like germs on the skin Earthquakes on your plains, pain came for the kin Niggas of one color wanna shake it off, but
Niggas of all colors wanna break ya pot, huh
Put your hands through and tell me what you wanna do
Rank me the sergeant and I'll lead us too
With a mic in my hand, like a knife and a gram
Of the dopest shit you couldn't even understand
The plan of the man, man lets find it out
So we can have a little more to rhyme about
Other than shaking asses and uh cadillac-in
Dumbin ourselves to slow mode livin in the fastest, lane
Something's gone wrong with the game
Can't put my finger on it and when I'm talkin to jane
She ain't speaking my language, shit crazyness
But we back in the struggle just me and my chick
The drugs on the street ain't came from me
But the bolts from the jeeps make a nigga wanna freeze
The thugs and the Gs can't change they beats
Cause they stuck in the system and they can't move a thing

(ChorusX2) Verse 3
Side by side let's ride, ride, ride
No one wants to fight cause no one wants to die
E'erybody ready though, they claim that they thugs Smug mothafucks face down in the blood
My blood's been shed on countless occasions
Luckily for me God came to save me
Now I gotta hit them worms with the words
Cause them fools done turned while I'm causing all the storms
I'm the early bird, shit came for me
And I done fought it all but it ain't changed for me
At the same time though, I've changed inside
In spite of the storm, in spite of the fight
Mostly been right but mostly felt wrong
Lookin to the sky just to see if the storm has Anything else to make my ass get grown
Moving on, getting strong and … (ChorusX2)

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from Clouds, Thunderstorms, Hugs and Kisses The Album, track released January 1, 2012

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Lockes Dallas, Texas

Lockes Thadern is a special kind of entertainer. He isn't driven by the same old drivel. His mind is expanded as well as his rhymes. He uses eccentric type styles with smooth delivery and speeds similar to OutKast mixed with E-40. His instrumentals and songs are never the same more than once. There IS a song for everyone. Check out one (or all) of his many projects here! ... more

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