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Listen, Wiley
I told them youts I'm gone again
See the Devil ain't working
No more no more "vroom my long again"
And if I smell any fire in

The dopest misfit finna spit with fanatical hits
My balance back again, the light and dark done been split
Back in motion, I spin, my might and heart

Chorus
It was raining in California
The day that I met you the angels were crying down
Once in a lifetime the moment I prayed for
I never thought

they energy It ain't real
Like got dam now I smokeh out da zip
Ok ok
I meant what I said
I meet me a Chico that tripple his bread
By cutting down bricks

know now does not exist
and then
I got wetter and wetter
I was leaking all over
and it felt strangely different
just by my thoughts
I was raining
I was

where you parked your minivans 
I just want the cat again, get ahead-- of the day too
When you up, I'm painting face, right before I face you
Mascara stay

the place of "shining rivers"
(Walled by cliffs and forest boles)
"range!" of ridgs, gullies, ridges, barren!
Where the madden'd flies 
Fiercer than

the effort of climbing the wooden staircase and having to confront the women again. But it was so hot that it was equally unbearable just standing there in

But I do not fight
No the raining never stops
The clouds they stand by
Forever drowning in the drops
It's time I stop trying

Inside my dreams I see

raining over me again and you feel it too

BMW baby making weather baby
I love driving you loco
BMW baby
I love driving you loco
BMW baby
I love driving you

This bounce like Chevys rollin vogues
Wrist is icy. raining bows 
I smell like flowers rolled the rose
The grass is green. It's freshly mowed 
You bark

all the time, by your side.
Raining or not, you know I, make you come/cum.
Baby don't worry bout your safety I got my eye on you like Osiris.
And you

steel triggers battle with a sharpened tongue
Unchain your state of mind and view every one as one

Sharper image my technology and bodily
Built by mental

change the way that God made me
I'm pissed, lately it's been vacant as shit
Inside my brain, I talk to all my homies
But it's fucking raining again
It

hours in economy class
I was really mad, three crying babies
And no more liquor, and no sleep
So finally we arrived in Berlin
It was raining, of course
So

walked the little rascals right by the Fraze
And while we here we need to check out Park City
Know we having fun if the Robisons are with me
Then we chill

just impossible
Trains doesn’t work anymore
Some help we are waiting for
Looters looting a store
Dark is the night and wet is the floor

It’s raining

with the blood
Biting meat, sucking bones
Sipping liquid, touching freaky
Grabbing the every
nerve of emotion
Charmed by you and luna thing
The memory

What now?
I am Shortie
I be 4'11"
(I am, I be, I am, I am) I
Am Shortie (oh, you tapin' now?)
(I am Patrick) I'll do that again
I did

I have to do it again ""
**cos am not here to fall
Ti Cassette yen ba doty ..ma yo ma tu nu ""
**Cos this is not right time for it to stop
Won ni oju

It's simple cos I and I alone came  back to spread the gospel 
Tales by moonlights and stories for the gods too 
You get to hear'em err time am

need to be sprayed with lead
With casings raining down to be cured of the illness in their heads
Indoctrinated it on an agenda of death
Humanities plan

its been
And all the signs lead back to you
And I could never let you go cause half of me is you
And outside I see the sun going down alone
I drove by

Out of the corner of my eye
I see two figures passing by
I can't resist the urge
To see what's going on with you
She kisses you and takes you