Chance The Rapper

Chance The Rapper - Acid Rain lyrics

rate me

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, uh

Na, na, na, na,

Kicked off my shoes tripped acid in the rain

Wore my jacket as a cape and my umbrella as cane

The richest man rocks the snatchless necklace

Spineless bitches in backless dresses

Wear my feelings on my sleeveless

My weed seedless my trees leafless

I miss my diagonal grilled cheeses

And back when Mike Jackson was still Jesus

Before I believed in not believing in

Yeah, I inhale, who believed in me not breathing in?

Cigarette stained smile all covered in sand

my big hoomie died young just turned older than him

I've seen it happen, I've seen it happen, I've seen it always

He still be screaming, I see his demons in empty hallways

I tripped to make the fall shorter

Four quarter was just the tall order

And I'm hungry I'm just not that thirsty

As of late all my verses seem not so versy

And all my words just mean controversy

Take the team up off my back, like that's not your Jersey?

Stressing, pulling my hair out, hoping I don't get picked

All this medicine in me hoping I don't get sick

Making all this money hoping I don't get rich

Cause niggas still getting bodied for foams.

Sometimes the truth don't rhyme

Sometimes the lies get millions of views

Funerals for little girls, is that appealing to you?

From your cubicle desktop, what a beautiful view!

I think love is beautiful, too

Building forts from broken dams,

What a hoover could do?

For future hoopers dead from...

Shooting through the empty alley

Could've do threw em an alley oop helping him do good in school.

Damn, that acid it burn when it clean yeah!

I still miss being a senior

And performing at all those open mic events

High schools, eyes closed seeing arenas.

And I still get jealous of Vic

And Vic still jealous of me,

But if you touch my brother

All that anti-violence shit

Goes out the window along with you and the rest of your team

Smoking cigarettes to look cooler

I only stop by to look through ya

And I'm only getting greedier

And I'm still Mr Eumedia

And I still can't find talent

And I'm still choosing classmates that wouldn't fuck

Mom still thinks I should go back to school

And Justin still thinks I'm good enough

And mama Jan still don't take her meds

And I still be asking God to show his face!

And I still be asking God to show his face!

I am a new man, I am sanctified

Ohhhh I am holy, I have been baptized!

I have been born again, I am the white light

Rain, rain, don't go away!

Thanks to ig : _regularr for correcting these lyrics

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