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letra de the rain - nick wiz

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 -n-lysis 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 fl!ck 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 n-ggas walking in the rain” (x5)

- nick wiz

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