Cold Rain (feat. ATUM)

Ayo In the end most of them bled, we extract peace at least bullets release Black streams my means at ease For easy relief the key shape shifting, fake feelings a phase breeding leaving Rain hitting even grey listing spirits, all the trails linking, male siblings aid fitting in Conditions Fate slipping isolation gripping, friendships master lock Aftershock him from a sauna is cold rain A known face directs the drama, drawing space for authors causes slip with caution Promise you not conscious Often Thomas lawson wandering offering a wand of office filled with softness to speak Count tears, draw us weak to see the least beneath law Some believe your concerns could turn a leaf but even luck gotta earn the least out of all At peace with a deserters hearts To keep you move pervertive perversive words can hurt A furnace burns, the world in third person, problem worsen a old girl refurbish The first term nurtured, nervous, further the cursor idolize items that lied inverted Copper eyes two abandoned cents The pacifist pass again, passion'll spread round like a bandelet Chances cancelled, simple religion luck never gives, it only lends collisions for the Mental Cover ligaments menstruals pinned what was meant pendants pinch A grip on aluminum pencils, write with fire risk radiation rinsed utensil's more luminal Old heads losing there whiskers, rumors go missing I study ancient dialects and diction Move towards collective consciousness, ascension Bitch I rhyme all the time A spark of the creator in me Ready with it, the katana slicing though your fitted Bullets eating up your vital organs like it's fucking chicken, straight dumping on the track dumping on the scene Red, green, yellow beam She popped a bean now she can't stop telling me she loving me, I guess it make her hornier than regular She on my cellular trying to get me pull up put the dick in her, I'm ripping her Serious artillery Beware the dog in me, beware the god in me Obsolete with commas on commas, drama popping off, watch the dollars collage We form the problem At the bottom was jobless, wallet spotless, the metal in my pocket was non cents Nonsense we see it often My essence essential, process my presence Pre-scripted conniption, would asked the genie to riddle me away like tuition Kindled winded stem of relaxants, suspensions stacking Condition active, passive descriptions absent to beneficial Get your ass off the seat you passing passant, apparently depascent fractions Fragmented Up I gotta passion patent, my love language stoned and sober, intact and in Broke the house the way you crashed in Cashed out casting the summer with loose attachments flashing Enhanced your eyes like dash cam's Action was experimentation, my inspiration didn't go as planned Never ratting in a jam Pull up never jam, let it blam Flip you like a peanut butter jam sandwich MAC 10 with the switch She listen love this shit, the god body aspects part of it I see the alien ship, UFO hovering above a nigga crib Give the world to my rib, give it to my kid, I'll give anything don't matter what it is Still dumping like I took a shit Play the ukulele to your bitch, watch her suck the dick I'm galactic council, call them up they on the phone tap ready with the shits