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raincoat
When I know there'll be sunshine
It sure makes me feel fine
And I don't mind it when the wind blows
I look to the meteorologist
So I can choose

excitement
Made it hide behind the clouds
And then it started to rain
Insane I remained
Waiting outside
Although I think I'm becoming
A meteorologist
Still

and you
My vocal chords are torn and have been sore for years
I'm sorry my friends I should have been a meteorologist
Then I could predict bad weather

Kurtis Blow
Quavo meteorologist predict it’s gon’ snow

In the trap house we be slanging
Dope boys on the block slanging
J’s want the dope so we slanging

Hostile Gospel, Pt. 1 (Deliver Us)

Talib Kweli

Eardrum [Clean]

2007

meteorologists, shit
We still waitin' for the Congress to acknowledge this

What the people want? Please deliver us
We wanna live it up, please deliver us

I'm meteorologist
Fuck around, I'm playing shows
Getting payed from colleges

I super super super
Then I chef chef chef
I'm the biggest in

week to the
Best meteorologists your friend, cap

denial?

When terrifying storms do so much damage
Get stronger and move slower every year
Meteorologists exclaim
That they're running out of names
How can

On me, On me, On me
(Yeah)
Baby girl it's on me
I ain’t no meteorologist, so you know I can’t predict the weather
And If I make a mistake, you know I’ma

and
You should go check your Doppler
But you was looking awkward with that uncomfortable posture
Like you never seen a rapper and a meteorologist
Crystal

Ma mind declines dont act all 
Cuz you the ones who fucking put me here 
Meteorologists dont know a think about the storm thats coming
Bring some

it following me
Why isn’t there some kind of cosmic meteorologist that can tell me when this nightmare is going to end
There’s no light at the end

some reproductive system based knowledge
Cause I know when it get wet more often than meteorologists
Yuh
Whipping a mediocre penis
I don't got a cock I

through
Talk what
Do huh
When all is said and done more is always said than done
I’m out a this world I should be a meteorologist
All about my trapping
I

should be a gynecologist
Dollars raining on stripper poles
Better call the meteorologist

These words hit
Hit like a fist
Slang from the wrist
I do it for

coach the game
She love when I put that dick on her, outside in da rain
Spontaneous, we coupled up, we bubble together
Weather the storm, meteorologist

Thinks a meteorologist knows what falls from the sky
But he's got a steady income as a TV weather guy

They said that I'm not qualified to be on the TV

ain’t rhymin it
Makin them pussies check up but I'm no Gynecologist
The meteorologist bout to scout and drop a comet bitch
I got that Black Power
Emile’ll

Meteorologist Katie Boer is a thrower
Of remotes that went right over
Hitting Travis near his shoulder
Or his throat with that remote

Reporter Katie

Making it to the top and it obvious
Predicting my drip like a meteorologist
Be on that new wave I ain’t taking no Doppler shift
Beam on the k yeah I

I'm blinded by your lust 
I admire your blazer 
Promise to call me back 

Meteorologist predicts a broken heart 
The seasons change along with my ego

of the
Ashes like the phoenix like "I bet he's reborn," I'm just
Different when the Hennessy pours, I've got to take in
All of this like meteorologists who

right in the middle
Not in front not behind just right in the center
No demons from my brain playing my soul like a fiddle
No meteorologist in my head

the apocalypse, look up the clouds is ominous
We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists, shit
We still waiting for the Congress to acknowledge this
You ain't