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The Rain
Verbz & Mr Slipz feat. Riah
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Nowadays it's hard to make music
I've been losing sleep, abusing booze to help me keep it moving
And truthfully it's stupid, I got talent, be I'll lose it
If I ain't putting work and putting worth in all that's useless
Worst of all I choose this, and ain't no options left
Investing in my second guessings left me with my pen to vent
I wonder, I wonder
I guess that some are friends and others I just need for comfort when
I'm drunk and the sun won't shine
Ain't tryna make amends, really tryna outrun time
The same highs got me lost in every doubt of my mind
Say "I'll be fine" once I gain me a taste of the fruit
Far from escape, I'm just wasting my youth
Painting truth on tracks whilst making do
I've been waved, barely breaking through
Still waking to yesterday's heart-breaking
Plus we partake or we play the fool
Our parts play 'til we part ways and taint our views
Heart stained from the class A's and ways we knew
Amongst strays in the age of the dazed and doomed
Ain't gonna change me, I'm chained to a fate that looms
Ain't gonna change me, I'm chained to a fate that looms
On page where I lay my truths
Tryna face my mistakes and escape my blues
You can't escape the rain
I'm running from the skies again
You can't escape the rain
I'm running from the skies
Friends left as the pen etched pages
As flesh ages, I crave ways of creating
Far from pain that taints my main thoughts
Paced planes for the papes, played games of war
Found faith and restraint, let my paint absorb
When my mates couldn't tame all the apes we saw
Visions clouded in haze vacate before
You remained locked in vain and hatred formed
I blame everything else but my ways of course
On course to destruction, it's fun before (What?)
You're forced to function and hunger dawns
Running for months, wonder once whilst you're under the storm
Still asking myself "Was it worth it?"
Flirting with death without purpose
Stay scribbling verses 'til it became worth it
These words up for purchase, we still tryna settle our scores
And metal is drawn for petty and we bury the poor
Caught in wars behind doors for peddling raw
From birth, forced to conform to what we heard is the norm
I replace the taste of apes and the paper we saw
Tryna find a way to escape from this place that we mourn
Youngers lost to the hunger, stay caged for the cause
Displayed rage on the mains, blood stained to the floor
Another life lost in vain, when it rains it pours
Oh, it pours
Oh, it pours
You can't escape the rain
I'm running from the skies again
You can't escape the rain
I'm running from the skies
You can't escape the rain
You can't escape the rain
You can't escape the rain
I'm running from the skies again
You can't escape the rain
You can't escape the rain
You can't escape the rain
I'm running from the skies again