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Acid Rain

[Verse 1]

Kicked off my shoes, tripped acid in the rain

Wore my jacket as a cape, and my umbrella as a cane

The richest man rocks the snatch-less necklace

Spineless bitches in backless dresses

Wore my feelings on my sleeveless

My weed seedless, my trees leafless

I miss my diagonal grilled cheeses

And back when Mike Jackson was still Jesus

Before I believed in not believing in

Yeah, I inhaled, who believed in me not breathing in

Cigarette stained smile all covered in sin

My big homie died young; just turned older than him

I seen it happen, I seen it happen, I see it always

He still be screaming, I see his demons in empty hallways

I trip to make the fall shorter

Fall quarter was just a tall order

And I'm hungry, I'm just not that thirsty

As of late, my verses seem not so verse-y

And all my words just mean controversy

Took the team up off my back like "that's not your jersey?"

Stressin', pullin' my hair out, hoping I don't get picked

All this medicine in me hoping I don't get sick

Making all this money hoping I don't get rich

Cause niggas still getting bodied for foams[Verse 2]

Sometimes the truth don't rhyme

Sometime the lies get millions of views

Funerals for little girls, is that appealing to you?

From your cubicle desktop, what a beautiful view

I think love is beautiful, too

Building forts from broken dams, what a hoover could do

For future hoopers dead from Rugers shooting through the empty alley

Could've threw him an alley-oop, helping him do good in school

Damn that acid it burn when it clean ya

I still miss being a senior

And performing at all those open mic events

High schools, eyes closed seeing arenas

And I still get jealous of Vic

And Vic still jealous of me

But if you touch my brother

All that anti-violence shit goes out the window along with you

And the rest of your team

Smoking cigarettes to look cooler

I only stop by to look through ya

And I'm only getting greedier

And I'm still Mr. Youmedia

And I still can't find Talent

And I'm still choosing classmates that wouldn't fuck

Mom still thinks I should go back to school

And Justin still thinks I'm good enough

And Mama Jan still don't take her meds

And I still be asking God to show his face

And I still be asking God to show his face[Outro]

I am a new man, I am sanctified

Oh I am holy, I have been baptized

I have been born again, I am the White Light

Rain...rain don't go away

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