PRAVERB THE WYSE - Rain lyrics

rate me

I've seen gloomy days; all I see is black clouds

Rhyming in my house, never seen a packed crowd

I was a foster kid, grew up a black child

A young Nat Cole, listening to black soul

I felt froggy, from the start, like a tad pole

With no direction, mastering my rap flows

Started as a hobby, not concerning with cash flow

I felt free like a Cuban fleeing Castro

I found comfort in these lines and beats

I wanna be mentioned with the rhyming elite

To reach that spot, I have to grind for weeks

Days, months, years and find time to sleep

My mind is weak, polluted by the tunes I hear

I won't complain, I'm in a foul mood this year

I feel like I'm losing ground

I'm a veteran dog, y'all need to stop abusing sound

I've seen black clouds, rain will fall

I shout out to God, I await his call

No answer, I'm fed up with hip-hop

But I got a smile on my face, cause the game revolves

You probably know me as the rapping priest

Want me to get involved with this rapping beef

But not I, I gravitate towards the light

You know what I'm saying, got my eyes focused on Christ

I'm not saying that I'm perfect fam

But I do follow the perfect plan, so listen up

From birth to man, I searched the land

On a quest for knowledge, I unearth the sand

They say when it rains, it pours

When my mom died, I had pain in store

I dropped out of college like K. West did

I was an honor roll student, dreaming big

Notoriously known for my naive nature

Native American tossing my life on paper

I had to start from scratch, to be in the mix

I'm back in school now, chasing the pack