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Ocean waves once calm unbothered
Hurricane with time
Violent currents withered away the shells 
Of the ones with no crime

Nurturing rains once fed

Candles in the Rain

Melanie

The Buddah Box

1993

little sisters of the sun lit
candles in the rain
fed the world on oats and raisins
candles in the rain
lit the fire to the soul
who never

But now I am a rain fed
The rain tells me that there is no sad

сцертыя грані сну і быцця
Erased edges of dream and being
я адчуваю плыні энергій і ток

Little sisters of the sun lit
Candles in the rain
Fed the world on oats and raisins
Candles in the rain
Lit the fire to the soul
Who never knew his

When the sea was clearer
The dawn was bright
The sunset was smiling
And there was a clear light
When the rain fed the fields And the wind cooled

was stressing in da rain
Feds took my motor not a penny to my name
But i'm a Topboy not a bum
So i stepped out on my ones tryna get it like Dushane
No

running tracks like Usain 
Couldn’t understand this pain 
Cold nights ive Been trapping thru the rain
Feds in the plains watching in the mains 
I’ve gotta

growth and fog
Rain fed and temperate
The clear cuts like scars
I grew up in the heart of it
Pumping in my blood
Washed in water painted politics
Where

wrongfully along the ground
Take me down to sea shores and the rain
A force fed feel is on the call again
Known too well is the sense of time
Cause' I've been

are gonna get us wet,
stay here don’t run. 

Rain
Comes
Senses fed
Petrichor
Wash away all your
Pain
From 
Heart and head
Give me more
Bravo! Encore!

a fuck what you do, let the bullets rain
The feds on my ass for all the bread I gain
It's just me against the world, got 5 hoes tryna frame

On my front

You fell on me like a warm spring-borne monsoon rain
You fed me rich, unprecedented warmth
And so I ask you to
Love me
Love me
Love me
Hold me
Hold

curry up the thirty and he let it bang
Kobe got to K's on him and he gone let it rang
Have it storming like damn you remember the rain
When the feds came

what I was looking for

‘Cos my hands have poked
Into a million sockets in the rain
They have fed the wild wolves
Broke the god’s door, dug in hell

fail this time
Did someone broke my chain?
Am I sinking away?
Can someone bring my porthole back to lane
I don't want to see more rain
Has someone fed

memos
Don’t need no nickels
If you know, please don’t tell me
Eyes black, Soul clear
And the rain abundant
The feds close, sniffing up
But please don’t

Do it again 
Till I'm great 
Free B Rain 
Till the feds open that gate
They building the case 
Just to have us in chains 
Shit is insane 
I'm the hope

let up
We goin make it rain we just fed up

the food there nice
Sitting in a red seat every meal on a red tray
Now your heads caved red rain you get fed pain
Dripping like a river it's mad cause you

lake fed rain to the puddle

Path gone
For the moment
Hoping I dont make another sad song
Bath drawn
Keep on going
Smoking out the room I got the bath

the back back
God lift & place me wherever & that's facts

From Westlawn to Chicago
Basquiats and Pablo
Escobar to Picasso
I felt the rain, no poncho
Fed

dark days
Trying for too long to get myself out the cage
Me I'm just another player in the game
Nights of running through in the rain
Till the feds got