Acid Rain Freestyle Lyrics
Uhh, The Lord is my witness
Blunts to the face seethe the core of my affliction
Reminders of my nigga being stripped of his freedom got me constantly at bay in a war with my restrictions
The pursuit of passion blocked by my father's motives
Honorable livin straight from societal moldin
9 to 5 lifestyles, cooped with a college degree
Full home, two kids, wifey that's collagen free
Those were never the visions that I depicted
Now the hindrance of my hopes got a nigga feelin conflicted
This calamity's driven past my sanity's limits
All my plans and my missions straight to the trash they was given
Take me back to my days on the run
Just a youth that's subject to the grace of the sun
You know them days I was young
Now a nigga don't feel embraced by the place that he from
Mama cryin sayin baby where yo soul go
I miss the child that graced a smile in all them photos
I'm tryna put her in that coupe with four doors
And have pops plush, laid out, livin cordial
And make sure my bruh ain't gotta see the grams
Tell my sis keep grindin that she don't need a man
I ain't got no time to take it easy fam
Conditions made me grow up quick, I ain't no Peter Pan
Now my ride or die chose the latter
Huh, bet she frontin like that's suppose to matter
See this grind has numbed my sensibilities so actin like you feelin me bitch that's just provokin laughter
Yo I could never forget that chick
She had a place in my heart, you can bet that shit
But its 7 billion people standin right on the earth today, so why the fuck would I sweat that bitch?
Four of my fam lost in the span of a year
Now the mirror showin images of a man that I fear
The blue drained from my sky and I was exiled below the heavens
Caught in a flash by the sting of life's discretion.
Blunts to the face seethe the core of my affliction
Reminders of my nigga being stripped of his freedom got me constantly at bay in a war with my restrictions
The pursuit of passion blocked by my father's motives
Honorable livin straight from societal moldin
9 to 5 lifestyles, cooped with a college degree
Full home, two kids, wifey that's collagen free
Those were never the visions that I depicted
Now the hindrance of my hopes got a nigga feelin conflicted
This calamity's driven past my sanity's limits
All my plans and my missions straight to the trash they was given
Take me back to my days on the run
Just a youth that's subject to the grace of the sun
You know them days I was young
Now a nigga don't feel embraced by the place that he from
Mama cryin sayin baby where yo soul go
I miss the child that graced a smile in all them photos
I'm tryna put her in that coupe with four doors
And have pops plush, laid out, livin cordial
And make sure my bruh ain't gotta see the grams
Tell my sis keep grindin that she don't need a man
I ain't got no time to take it easy fam
Conditions made me grow up quick, I ain't no Peter Pan
Now my ride or die chose the latter
Huh, bet she frontin like that's suppose to matter
See this grind has numbed my sensibilities so actin like you feelin me bitch that's just provokin laughter
Yo I could never forget that chick
She had a place in my heart, you can bet that shit
But its 7 billion people standin right on the earth today, so why the fuck would I sweat that bitch?
Four of my fam lost in the span of a year
Now the mirror showin images of a man that I fear
The blue drained from my sky and I was exiled below the heavens
Caught in a flash by the sting of life's discretion.
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Gato Slick’s freestyle over Acid Rain. A song originally performed by Chance the Rapper and produced by Jake One. Shouts out to KODACODA on the loop
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