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Jsun The Prophesor
Jsun The Prophesor
Künstler:in
Cameron Holmes
Cameron Holmes
Trommelmaschine
Michael Reynolds
Michael Reynolds
Rap
Jason Anderson-Ebener
Jason Anderson-Ebener
Rap
Kyle Billeaudeaux
Kyle Billeaudeaux
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Cameron Holmes
Cameron Holmes
Songwriter:in
Michael Reynolds
Michael Reynolds
Songwriter:in
Jason Anderson-Ebener
Jason Anderson-Ebener
Songwriter:in
Kyle Billeaudeaux
Kyle Billeaudeaux
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
$outhside Hippie
$outhside Hippie
Produzent:in
Jason Anderson-Ebener
Jason Anderson-Ebener
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

I look to the skies but it's pouring rain (it's pouring rain)
I dry off my eyes try to sort the pain (sort the pain)
It all starts to stack cause my soul to drain (aww)
Don't know how to act swerving out my lane (here I go)
Feel like I might crash things aren't the same (nope)
Roads soaking wet from the pouring rain (pouring rain)
I'm starting to slide here it comes again (here I go)
Thought of suicide can't succumb to them (nah)
Verse 1 Jsun The Prophesor
Sometimes it can all be way too much (can't take it)
Gotta shift gears but can't drive no clutch (nope)
Jumping through hoops like double dutch
I ain't got the Midas but the trouble touch (it turns to shit)
If I blow up then the bubble bust (pop)
I love too hard no subtle lust (nah)
So when I get hurt it's double tough
It multiplies quick it's adding up (stacking)
It's getting to the point where I had enough (I'm done)
So I take another drink just grab the cup (gimme that)
Take some more drugs out this bag of stuff
Another DOA body bag em up (classic story)
Try to pray to God but my hands are cuffed
By my self-doubt and how I handle stuff (yeah)
Ain't acting like a bitch need some manning up
Aiming for the fairways but land in rough (man)
Hook
I look to the skies but it's pouring rain (it's pouring rain)
I dry off my eyes try to sort the pain (sort the pain)
It all starts to stack cause my soul to drain (aww)
Don't know how to act swerving out my lane (here I go)
Feel like I might crash things aren't the same (nope)
Roads soaking wet from the pouring rain (pouring rain)
I'm starting to slide here it comes again (here I go)
Thought of suicide can't succumb to them (nah)
Verse 2-Tall Kyle
Gave my neighbor couple dollars to come up off her prescription
Cigarette hanging out the side my Yankee fitted
Puff pass the blunt you done don't baby sit it
School bus kicking in and I noticed a major difference
Passionless affairs and your tears have made me distant
It's hard to fall in love when you stuck in your apprehensions
I try and put you on to game and wisdom you don't listen
Some part your hearts missing you lie like a politician
Kyle in the kitchen that mean Kyle do the dishes
I break you down like dope on dinner plates in an instant
When Dee still in prison I was fucking round with bitches
Making bad decisions on acid like John Lennon
Destiny God given
I'm going in autistic
A artist a mortician you trapped in the morgue with him
I don't understand why this happened I don't get it
I let these feelings sink in my bones and grow with it
Hook
I look to the skies but it's pouring rain (it's pouring rain)
I dry off my eyes try to sort the pain (sort the pain)
It all starts to stack cause my soul to drain (aww)
Don't know how to act swerving out my lane (here I go)
Feel like I might crash things aren't the same (nope)
Roads soaking wet from the pouring rain (pouring rain)(yeah)
I'm starting to slide here it comes again (here I go)(Rowski)
Thought of suicide (uh) can't succumb to them (nah)
Verse 3-Rowski
As I reminisce smoking this loud drinking this whiskey (yeah)
Tears falling from my face asking the reaper why he missed me (huh)
I lived my life foul with reckless abandonment (dumb)
These issues that I face I truly hate (yeah) abandonment (yeah)
People close losing they life I can't stand (nah) to see it (nah)
Wanted to give up forgot the point I (uhh) was reaching
Bum status off my momma yeah I was leaching (huh)
Realizing it's not the climax it's just the prefix
Drowning in depression ready to jump off the deep end (yeah)
On me (yeah) I got a family that depends on me
Taking my life I couldn't let it seep in (yeah)
So I look into the sky and see this pouring rain (yeah,yeah,yeah)
I'm praying for a better life my mind on the same (huh)
I'm hoping this pain and happiness can have an even exchange
Hoping that this whole world (yeah) will remember my name (yeah)
Cause (yeah) I'm going insane (yeah) I'm still a king proclaimed (Rowski)
Written by: Cameron Holmes, Jason Anderson-Ebener, Kyle Billeaudeaux, Michael Reynolds
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