In the basement, whoa down in the basement Oh, now tell me where can you party, child, all night long? In the basement, down in the basement, yeah. Oh where can you go when your money gets low? And if a storm is taking place, you can jam and still be

Like, alright, first things first, I've been putting in the work I'm a rebel with a cause (with a cause) Had problems with the fam I had problems with the gang But I put that shit on pause (put that shit on pause) I've been gone for a while but I saw you

Wildfire, burn baby Burn for me Flames rising Hit me like a bullet Finger on the trigger pull it, pull it You're poison running through my veins End it with a spark into a pool of gasoline Feel the calm before the storm

Straight outta Southside Crazy motherfucker named Bank-o Crack rap, million doller bankroll Black Lac, for my outta state ho These niggas talk gangster But really ain't tho I'ma stormy night, you a rainbow I'ma G, tight clothes ain't my thing bro

If we can find the light We'll make it till the dawn It'll be here before long The hammer's coming down, down This is the calm before the coming storm This is the fight that we've been waiting for If there is one thing I can promise you

I'm singin' in the rain, just singin' in the rain What a glorious feeling I'm happy again I'm laughing at clouds so dark above The sun's in my heart and I'm ready for love Let the stormy clouds chase everyone from the place Come on with the rain, I've a

Away from the light of the sun Away, I find what is real Expose the dark side When there is nothing Awakening emotional Impossible to tame Shot for shot Let the bullet penetrate me It breaks life

Between the Hammer and the Anvil Storm warning But there's no fear Lies forming The sacrament lays bare Will testify They'll suffer When sacrificed on high

Oh, pour me a slug of it Throw me a mug of it Bring me a jug of that Famous Ol' Spiced Many a year I have worked in these parts Running this inn that ain't marked on no charts Though its location to many is known If you're to find it you have to be shown

Out of nothing on a fragile ground Have you ever seen how far it is To the place where we are to dream Can you better hear the storming folks Whispering in fear, roars the most Is it something that we have to found I want you to sit me down Let it go,