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Acid Rain
- [VERSE 1:]
- Watch as I stumble once again,
- Walking a route away from the problems but I can't find the end,
- So I keep walking hoping to find a friend,
- But it's only me in this, trying so hard to ascend,
- No one else doing this right now, but me,
- Still going on, wondering to myself what a fuckery,
- Still going on, regardless of whoever loves me,
- Still going on, despite whoever doesn't trust me,
- In a vehicle of my own, thrashing lanes,
- Tryna find a way to get to home, to end this pain,
- Seeing the lights of the car. glisten like a stage,
- As I look above my head, all that drops is acid rain,
- Till I keep walking and catch glimpse of something different,
- It's another problem, these are getting more consistent,
- A mother and a father telling me to come and listen,
- And do everything they want, and obey their system,
- That won't ever be me, I can't even accept myself,
- Forget about my friends, I can't even trust myself,
- Still finding the right person, so I can learn to love, myself,
- Still carrying people's burdens, in an attempt to aid myself,
- I continue to plead for help, but I still remain nameless,
- The things I've felt, they still leave me brainless,
- The things I've dealt, but I'm still aiming for greatness,
- A gucci belt?, I know for a fact won't make you famous,
- [VERSE 2:]
- I promise my homies something so let me say my vows,
- If I were to die in my own world, they'd be no one about,
- So don't mourn for my death, because I won't hear a sound,
- Let my sinful life wither away, leaving no form of a doubt,
- They'd be no form of me left on the planet,
- Or this ball of rock we live on full of thugs and bandits,
- Everything I've been through, yet I feel so stranded,
- Drops of rain, nah it's drops of acid,
- If The Lord's listening, why is our world full of hate?,
- I struggle to make a living, but I still manage to wait,
- And keep patient, I don't trust none of my mates,
- I don't have time for girls either, that shits always a mistake,
- Damn, I guess I'm always paranoid and hesitant,
- Still tryna make a name and be relevant,
- Still tryna find my brain, and be intelligent,
- I see the plans of the devils in development,
- Try and be myself, even though I try to be elegant,
- These people act like they're gods, or heaven sent,
- Regardless of this I have to achieve the highest excellence,
- But at the end of the day, I'm still a petty resident,
- Not a toddler, but I don't walk, it feels like I crawl,
- Trying so hard to stay on my grind and never fall,
- Regardless of what I been through, I'm still standing tall,
- Punch the brick hard, as the blood drips from the wall,
- [VERSE 3:]
- I still have enemies, bringing down my energy,
- They say they're there for me, please save the empathy,
- I still think of the days, the blissful memories,
- They leave me on the floor, with a bottle of Hennessy,
- Drunk the whole bottle, and now it's empty,
- Looking at the floor, I see about twenty,
- I'm not done drinking, there's still plenty,
- About ten more bottles left, sitting there ready,
- Throbbing headaches in the morning,
- Feels like their voices in my head, and shit they're roaring,
- All my thoughts come through swarming,
- Feeling so much shit at once without warning,
- Over a thousand messages sent on my iPad,
- But only a couple lyrics that are written in my pad,
- I know I'm slacking and I'm failing at this so bad,
- But now I'm focusing, cause this shit is all I have,
- [END]
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