From work I came home to a message on the phone
Program cancelled for chances of snow
Dave and Steve are severin', they're messin' with my dough
Then the Scholars go and drop a dope video? (NOOO!)
Yo, Geo stole a beat that was supposed to be
On the next Common Market EP
Now it’s Kobe beef, bro, meet me in these frozen streets
Ain't Prometheus prone to holdin' heat? Yo this snow’s deep
Not to worry, I got somethin' for flurries
A jacket from Gap and the hood’s hella furry
Yes I said hood, check me in the hood,
Crystalline carbon, and Pepsi is good
Wood for the fire. Fire to the truck
EMS not trynna to rescue my butt
Blame it on the slush but they chainin' em up
Like slaves in the days of the Klux. What the fuck?
I heard em whinin' in the south, talkin' bout
How Nickels ain't diggin' em out
When its obvious the coffee is much harder to find
When you 20 miles outside of King County lines
Come roll, locked down in the town of Monroe
But we been in this position before, it’s nothing yo
Forever we done cold in these parts unkown
All I wanted was to go to the park and run fro!… and to
Cuz that’s what residents do when you represent the 98272
Why you think they call it snow-homish?
Cuz the weather’s so coldish
We just trynna get free, but they won’t let us pass through the passes to ski
We are let alone, tennis rackets strapped to the feet
Til' the streets no longer pose threat to the Jeeps
Stay shovelin' and shiverin'
Block closed. You know Costco’s not deliverin'
And the icing on the cake
They say pickup for the trash and recycling is late
I can not wait, gotta make a path, I'm plowin'
The MassLine now’ed leavin' marks like mow
Mother nature’s attackin' us trynna keep us trapped
In this chokehold of snow, I’m just trynna get a pack of smokes