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the pouring rain (pouring rain)
I'm starting to slide here it comes again (here I go)
Thought of suicide can't succumb to them (nah)

Verse 1  Jsun

Play the game like campaign
Bumpin' Santana in the finest Copacabana
In Havana with a honey by the name of Hannah
Wearing nothing but a bandanna
Pussy

The Industry Shady
This all the new era
They sick and got rabies
I promised my lady
I won’t ever let up
Screaming the lord come and save me
Or better
Pushing my

It's pretty fun to do what I do, what can I say?
I'm just a high dude, and my dude
I'm pretty glad that you arrived, though it coincides
With my

everyday
Turn to the wall and pray
Anything come my way
I walk it out in faith
We keep The Word in practice
Devil try to attack us
We shake them off and keep

She see the way that I be walkin she a sucker for this bitch
I know you jealous quit your cappin why you fuckin with my clique 
Ha! Bitch she fuckin

Yeah yeah about to go nutty
Better get covered up mummy
Cause this records gonna get real bloody
Why don't the Mc's mess with me
I'm the monster under

So we hitting yall with truth
come on

Dam I miss that 90's Style
When it was just all so Wild
All the Greats was still alive
Requirement was spit that

This is
This is
This is crazy charleeeeeeyyyyy

Yo
Yo see
Check

E.L be the rapper with the capa like whoa
Chicks dey come around wey we dey chop

get myself up on the billboard
What that foolie thinkin why you ask to swerve my Lambo

Different games and different change in different countries
I

I’m growing, 
I don’t be quoting, 
Walking around protected by the umbrellas, 
Tryna avoid the rain so the sun can come hit us, 
Mfs tryna take from me,

pressing firmer for anything I murmur
Is the trigger for you to deliver your shots
Alcohol fuelled ammunition, aimed with such precision
Of course they come

starting off and nobody helped me get the music out
Never sleep kept working till I figured out me another route
Derrick White with the game winner in

(Intro)
Cuz I don’t f*** with y’all

Bad as I want to

That’s my f****** dawg

(Verse 1)
I might need a beverage
You know my flow is devil spit
So I

to cry
Big and capable minds are hard to come by
I look at elections and think it's wack
Do not try to play me just cause I'm black
Whole damn world sees

they
Took the place of his hair
Now snap me out of existence like
You said that you would
I'll come back with everything I have
And that won't be good
Do

knew as toddlers
By sixteen schooled in scams and plaqas
I learned it from my dad I learned it from my gramps
My brother my uncle the Low life Ghetto

shit was goin' slow
You'll never catch me crash out by the hoe, give a fuck about a bitch
You can't come around unless you fuck with the clique on my

to the death plenty fought
From the A to the J, I done shown plenty heart
Shown plenty smarts, any art, Bizzy sharp
Ill with the literature Freeway Ricky Ross

of drums
And we been following the sound of the sun
It goes by a name I can't say with my tongue
But for now
I keep it simple and I call it the one

Life,

and it's a close game
Tightening my screws, but start to feel them loosen
Been stuck up in my thoughts with all of this confusion
This pain is a killer,

stop

This passion runs in my blood
It's pumping down my veins
Don't wanna leave this shit in vain
Wanna fuck the whole game
Wanna kill the shit
Leave it

come in by the Bo
But I'm like Big Sean baby I don't fuck with you no more
You ain't safe, You ain't safe
You ain't safe you ain't safe
They found

a raincoat
So I cope with it, feel so so
But what's right turns into a no no
Like a private message and a photo
Been through so much that it's better for