This Is Me
I'm a Thunderstorm
My smart mouth snaps people trees just like lightning
Swing on me,
I promise to swing back and make contact
Making your body rumble like Thunder
All of these dogs steer clear of me
Because I put fear in their hearts
Just like these cats fear my rain
I'll roll in with a bad vibe and mess your entire day up
My Dark Cloud Covers A Nation
Sasha
Why do you walk in and just begin to
Piss on every bit of sunshine we possessed
You people don't realize that I'm building you up
You all were zombie safaries before I came
Nothing but the living in dead grass
I brought out the life
I sprouted the meals
I gave you a drink
I help you see the green clear
Like sprite...
I see now that I'm too fresh for you
So for now I'll leave and give you nothing to drink
But you never know what you're missing
Until it's all gone so
Who Am I?
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