The Rain

Lyrics

Nick Wiz ft. Nautilus - "The Rain" [Emcee(s): Mad (?)] [Producer(s): Mad] [Co-Producer: Nick Wiz] [Verse: Mad (?)] As the Earth Soaks in showers, my Timbs get laced Loose-leaf waiting on the table, and pens in place The contents of my brain to reveal with no hesitance White Owls are bagged, and one of the four elements For L intents, maybe get a little brew, so I bring Along ends, I step in the rain and I'm greeted by The strong winds, pacing, proceeding down the block What I'm chasing: escape from the bleeding from the Glocks But I'm facing stress in differеnt forms, I travel Through rainstorms, bless when writtеn songs unravel Under a sky of brown, the angel tears of past foes Wonder: who's dying now? When will I take my last pose? I splash with gutters, trying not to step on my mind Checking, you find I'm a weapon with rhymes But, sometimes, it tends to get mundane and unimportant When these thoughts lurk, it's the rain that comes, absorbs it Reflective analysis of eternal negativity Soaking in the acronym, I'm open to the maximum I peep those that use a Smith & Wesson for a swift progression Adolescents survive and learn in battle lessons Find it brings shelter copping a Heine' brew I shift the focus on my major lack of drive and vision I bop my way down the aisle, Class of '92 Unaware of future strife or make-or-break adult decisions Fast-forward twenty-four months I'm genociding my brain cells with twenty-four blunts In a vertigo with ganja spliffs, I'll take a pause to ponder this: What function is served by my chronic consumption? Since we're living in the last days, I seek Redemption from past ways, bopping through cascades Without an umbrella. I give pounds to corner-dwellers, pumping Roc-A-Fella. On backstreets, I flow acapella Nautilus flavor—here's the steps to the recipe: add a touch Of Kaotic intellectual weathering with The verbal slugs of Madness. Before you step, inspect your gadgets 'Cause we intersect like the x-and y-axis Freestyles in my brain, doing life bids I'm more influenced every day by the trife kids In the daily struggle, avoiding having their graves shoveled A twenty-two to most loners as their age doubled Now the brew got me warm as a lumberjack I shoot prisms at lightning bolts and rap to thunderclaps My inner thoughts and emotions are concealed like A pistol, lost in the ocean's how I feel in A drizzle, feeling my perseverance dry, but, sometimes I think I need to rent the flick Bishop was watching As I walk and give dap, the boys know I took a Trek through the Stars—now it's the Voyage home As the rain lets up, another body to Sketch up. You know the program—this land is no man's Time to review as I get back to the rest, recalling What I discovered, taking a drag of the bless, and it's Like that, y'all [Outro: Sample] "This is for niggas walking in the rain" (x5)