Chaos, Dolla - Rain lyrics
[Chaos, Dolla - Rain lyrics]
Modesty's for the birds idioms
For all the ignorance
Money is just a curse but I'm
Working with hopes of getting it
Really this is the lyrics to
Nail it down so specific
The title should be snow Georgia
Shivers at my appearance
Man Mid 90's going diamond make
Sure everybody hear it
Speakers blowing out your earrings
Stratospheric flow reverent
Well respected hell connected absent
Body present spirit
Post mortem rapping so ignorant told these
Bastards kiss my rear end
Comp is not up on my bumper
Turn da table rigga rigga
Scuurt slide I keep drifting didn't
Stop after the finish
Cuz only losers stay in place settle
Down my mind is winning
So I sit with a resemblance of a
Diamond or a Million to a miser
With a hand on a clutch and the dash
Ricky Bobby go fast
I'm a king with a foot just stomping the gas
And I hope I don't crash
But the thing is I would
Wasn't wanting the cash
Just what they gone add
It's a hobby that I took
And I turned into that
Now I'm living like Jagger
Been my intuition to work
Till I'm full conditioned
To face what I been through no
Matter if battered and bitten
No matter the tatter and gruesome
Tie a noose around this nuisance
Undergo a convolution
I still will be a muse who
Is amused and chucking up deuces
Chuckling at my Judas
Trust he won't be amused if
No sufferings what I'm doing
Hustling with this music
Like succulent is the food
This the hunger games and I'm brutal
You buckling nothing lewd
But, your hunger was misconstrued
And my hunger surpassed you crude
Crusade with African slaves we
All going to shoot doot doot doot doot doot
If massah was ever passive my
Action would mirror Nat
Turn on you I'm Turner Classic
My life is like a movie
But too many climaxes
I'm Ali with spitting flames but
No losing them 5 matches
I beat you in five that Jean Pierre Coopman
4 like Don Warner
3 like C Williams from Houston
War like Joe louis
They try to limit my views into all sambo
With the rock I'm not losing
I'm the new Mr marciano
Not from Brockton Massachusetts I'm
The movement in Atlanta
My illusions of collusion give
Institutions new scandal
Welcoming the students it's the school of
Losing handle of your noodle
I'm the truest let me pull
You through a tandem
My illusive flow is vandalizing minds
And with a sample
I can do things that are way
Beyond the crimes for example
I intrude in to your mind and set
A bomb and light a lantern
Tweak an idea tease and banter urge you
All to put your hands up
And then can pollute your mind when
You think you have the answer
All you find is all my lines
Spit fire working Roman candle
And you can't even fix your brain
Nothing will ever be the same
Shocking when in combat and dropping
Rapid it's Georgia rain
For all the ignorance
Money is just a curse but I'm
Working with hopes of getting it
Really this is the lyrics to
Nail it down so specific
The title should be snow Georgia
Shivers at my appearance
Man Mid 90's going diamond make
Sure everybody hear it
Speakers blowing out your earrings
Stratospheric flow reverent
Well respected hell connected absent
Body present spirit
Post mortem rapping so ignorant told these
Bastards kiss my rear end
Comp is not up on my bumper
Turn da table rigga rigga
Scuurt slide I keep drifting didn't
Stop after the finish
Cuz only losers stay in place settle
Down my mind is winning
So I sit with a resemblance of a
Diamond or a Million to a miser
With a hand on a clutch and the dash
Ricky Bobby go fast
I'm a king with a foot just stomping the gas
And I hope I don't crash
But the thing is I would
Wasn't wanting the cash
Just what they gone add
It's a hobby that I took
And I turned into that
Now I'm living like Jagger
Been my intuition to work
Till I'm full conditioned
To face what I been through no
Matter if battered and bitten
No matter the tatter and gruesome
Tie a noose around this nuisance
Undergo a convolution
I still will be a muse who
Is amused and chucking up deuces
Chuckling at my Judas
Trust he won't be amused if
No sufferings what I'm doing
Hustling with this music
Like succulent is the food
This the hunger games and I'm brutal
You buckling nothing lewd
But, your hunger was misconstrued
And my hunger surpassed you crude
Crusade with African slaves we
All going to shoot doot doot doot doot doot
If massah was ever passive my
Action would mirror Nat
Turn on you I'm Turner Classic
My life is like a movie
But too many climaxes
I'm Ali with spitting flames but
No losing them 5 matches
I beat you in five that Jean Pierre Coopman
4 like Don Warner
3 like C Williams from Houston
War like Joe louis
They try to limit my views into all sambo
With the rock I'm not losing
I'm the new Mr marciano
Not from Brockton Massachusetts I'm
The movement in Atlanta
My illusions of collusion give
Institutions new scandal
Welcoming the students it's the school of
Losing handle of your noodle
I'm the truest let me pull
You through a tandem
My illusive flow is vandalizing minds
And with a sample
I can do things that are way
Beyond the crimes for example
I intrude in to your mind and set
A bomb and light a lantern
Tweak an idea tease and banter urge you
All to put your hands up
And then can pollute your mind when
You think you have the answer
All you find is all my lines
Spit fire working Roman candle
And you can't even fix your brain
Nothing will ever be the same
Shocking when in combat and dropping
Rapid it's Georgia rain