Reign Rain by The Cutlery Lyrics
I was sweating in the summer thinking fuck it’s really coming
I mean something like our number maybe second might be coming
Every second in the tundra be effecting what we under
When we can’t reflect the sun or keep our decks out of our lumber
Or our dicks out of our countries sentiments and prideful feelings
Got us picking out a HUM V no respect to climate’s ceilings
Hit our head on every warning no consenting and no yielding
Simpletons they call me corny but it won't be in our fields when…
It’s too hot
Nah, ain't nobody coming for us
It’s too hot
Got a run without a forest
It’s too hot
Nah, ain't nobody coming for us
It’s too hot
Mother Earth says
Fuck you and Chuck Norris, look
This ain't a rapture well, yeah, it’s a rap sure
But what’s a voice these days to the choice’s we’ve made
Boy don’t you know that we asked for it
How long fore it start killing
Uh, mother fucker it is
You mean first world people with they feet all up
Uh, just under fifty years
Maybe, maybe…
Rain rain how long you staying
We thought you would change change
But you just kept reigning
Ring ring guess we missed the call
The smell of fresh air in an open field
Ahhh, still don’t mean shit to y’all
Economics statistics that knowledge is cryptic
The power of politics hollows and shifts it
You follow their lips disemboweled linguistics
Then swallow their tips like it’s Montague’s dick
Like how did I miss it all of that college was shit
With it’s physics wow I’m so gifted
When logical fallacy comes in your cognitive
Thats called a conjugal visit
Now why I gotta share the blame I ain't got a jet up in the air I gotta share a plane
A couple hundred heads is stuck in there and still they can’t complain
Even when I go from here to there I gotta take a train
Or I gotta take my trainers I ain't gotta thank the tankers
What they spillin I ain't fillin I ain't got a vein to drillin
I ain't tryna make a million off the conscience of civilians
I ain't got a billion dollars worth of product made by children
And still I gotta ties to it and it’s all advertisements
Fillin up my box till I spill it in a box
Now I gotta pay the bill to recycle it
Well who am I then if they are they
But another subversion
Cus we all one person saying an OK OK OK…
It’s too hot
Ain't nobody coming for us cus
It’s too hot
Got a run without a forest
It’s too hot
Nah, ain't nobody coming for us cus
It’s too hot
Mother Earth says
Fuck you and Chuck Norris
This ain't a rapture well, yeah, it’s a rap sure
But what’s a voice these days to the choice’s we’ve made
Boy don’t you know that we asked for it
How long fore it start killing
Uh, mother fucker it is
You mean first world people with they feet all up
Just under fifty years
Maybe, maybe…
Rain rain why’d you go away
We thought we would reign reign
Nah no not today
Ring ring this ain't no service call
You can beg you plead you can pray
But there ain't another Earth for y’all
Earth for y’all
Curtain call up in the hall of uppers thought you were the tallest of us
Caught you like a dolphin netting off the smallest portion of us left
You know them broker brothers y’all know that stock that suffers
Now they choking on their cocks I call that a stocking stuffer
Sock or puppet either or you got no pulpit feet are more your target market
Eat’em for you starve the tar pits we ain't tryna talk in public
Seagulls even know the culprit feeding off our floating products
We ain't tryna hold up profits speeding up the whole damn process
Speeding up the whole damn process
Ring ring this ain't no service call
You can beg you plead you can pray
But there ain't another Earth for y’all
Earth for y’all
I mean something like our number maybe second might be coming
Every second in the tundra be effecting what we under
When we can’t reflect the sun or keep our decks out of our lumber
Or our dicks out of our countries sentiments and prideful feelings
Got us picking out a HUM V no respect to climate’s ceilings
Hit our head on every warning no consenting and no yielding
Simpletons they call me corny but it won't be in our fields when…
It’s too hot
Nah, ain't nobody coming for us
It’s too hot
Got a run without a forest
It’s too hot
Nah, ain't nobody coming for us
It’s too hot
Mother Earth says
Fuck you and Chuck Norris, look
This ain't a rapture well, yeah, it’s a rap sure
But what’s a voice these days to the choice’s we’ve made
Boy don’t you know that we asked for it
How long fore it start killing
Uh, mother fucker it is
You mean first world people with they feet all up
Uh, just under fifty years
Maybe, maybe…
Rain rain how long you staying
We thought you would change change
But you just kept reigning
Ring ring guess we missed the call
The smell of fresh air in an open field
Ahhh, still don’t mean shit to y’all
Economics statistics that knowledge is cryptic
The power of politics hollows and shifts it
You follow their lips disemboweled linguistics
Then swallow their tips like it’s Montague’s dick
Like how did I miss it all of that college was shit
With it’s physics wow I’m so gifted
When logical fallacy comes in your cognitive
Thats called a conjugal visit
Now why I gotta share the blame I ain't got a jet up in the air I gotta share a plane
A couple hundred heads is stuck in there and still they can’t complain
Even when I go from here to there I gotta take a train
Or I gotta take my trainers I ain't gotta thank the tankers
What they spillin I ain't fillin I ain't got a vein to drillin
I ain't tryna make a million off the conscience of civilians
I ain't got a billion dollars worth of product made by children
And still I gotta ties to it and it’s all advertisements
Fillin up my box till I spill it in a box
Now I gotta pay the bill to recycle it
Well who am I then if they are they
But another subversion
Cus we all one person saying an OK OK OK…
It’s too hot
Ain't nobody coming for us cus
It’s too hot
Got a run without a forest
It’s too hot
Nah, ain't nobody coming for us cus
It’s too hot
Mother Earth says
Fuck you and Chuck Norris
This ain't a rapture well, yeah, it’s a rap sure
But what’s a voice these days to the choice’s we’ve made
Boy don’t you know that we asked for it
How long fore it start killing
Uh, mother fucker it is
You mean first world people with they feet all up
Just under fifty years
Maybe, maybe…
Rain rain why’d you go away
We thought we would reign reign
Nah no not today
Ring ring this ain't no service call
You can beg you plead you can pray
But there ain't another Earth for y’all
Earth for y’all
Curtain call up in the hall of uppers thought you were the tallest of us
Caught you like a dolphin netting off the smallest portion of us left
You know them broker brothers y’all know that stock that suffers
Now they choking on their cocks I call that a stocking stuffer
Sock or puppet either or you got no pulpit feet are more your target market
Eat’em for you starve the tar pits we ain't tryna talk in public
Seagulls even know the culprit feeding off our floating products
We ain't tryna hold up profits speeding up the whole damn process
Speeding up the whole damn process
Ring ring this ain't no service call
You can beg you plead you can pray
But there ain't another Earth for y’all
Earth for y’all