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Drop top in rain, this might feel insaneI′m out dodgin' raindrops on road in this rain (Rain, rain)

Double cup this pain, I′m fucked up, I can't aim

Triple cups of anger, I can't hold this aim

I throw it, recoup it, I got a check, I just had to do it

I mix up the jazz, I really been bluesin′

It make you crash when you blowin′ through it

Pill, pop the pain (Yeah), this purple rain

Do this again, hill, top skullin' (It′s lit)

You get chills, that's alright

You sat down, not polite

Out the field, in the wild

Of my hill, this some vibe

You come still with a smile I ain′t feel in a while

New AP, no Timex (Ayy, ayy)

I'm right now and I′m next (Oh)

Put the whole game on my neck (Ooh)

I run it up, pills and chiropractor bills

You shoulda charged bills

Wherever I reside, it's quiet (Shh), private (Shh), silenced (Shh)

But every time, 9 PM, it's high-pitched (Lit), 12 o′clock (Lit), riot

Drop top in rain (Yeah), this might feel insane

I′m out dodgin' raindrops on road in this rain (It′s lit)

Double cup this pain, I'm fucked up, I can′t aim (Straight up)

Triple cups of anger, I can't hold this aim (Ooh)

I throw it, recoup it, I got a check, I just had to do it

I mix up the jazz, I really been bluesin′

It make you crash when you blowin' through it

Pill, pop the pain (Yeah), this purple rain

Do this again, hill, top skullin' (It′s lit)

Way it get back, got some recoil

Had to run it back, made a sequel

Way she did that, it can′t be legal

Now she feelin' hers, it′s feelin' regal

Snuck the whole bird in the seagull

Dirty got me good, feelin′ evil

Dice game, drink in the daytime

She turn off the music, give me headlines

Put it in their name, they're dodgin′ fed time

Stash it in they face, somewhere they can't find

I'm wrappin′ up the grill with the Grape Vines

Don′t care 'bout what you heard through the grapevine

I′ma be the man, but I'm the mankind

You might feel insane but I′m insaner

Drop top in rain, this might feel insane

I'm out dodgin′ raindrops on road in this rain (Rain, rain)

Double cup this pain, I'm fucked up, I can't aim

Triple cups of anger, I can′t hold this aim (Skrrt)

I throw it, recoup it, I got a check, I just had to do it

I mix up the jazz, I really been bluesin′

It make you crash when you blowin' through it

Pill, pop the pain (Yeah), this purple rain

Do this again, hill, top skullin′ (It's lit)

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