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They say that when it rains it pours, right

Falling out of the sky
(It's falling on me)
Praying come down, down
Praying come down, fall
from out of the sky

When I forgot to close the blinds I couldn't
Kept waking up from all the shine, glare in my
I'm off three hours, eat, sleep, grind again
It's what he does that don't do is what's defining him

I would've thought the words wrote on a page
Would have me on the side of Earth on a stage
I never would've there was a stage on Earth
That me feel more at home besides my place of birth

I'm from gun slinging CA where every watched
Then watched for instant replay
So many days and nights with ink papers
Fall asleep on flights, it sleeping with strangers
Now back to the of Angels where the rain is

Falling out of the sky
(It's down on me)
Praying come down, fall
Praying come down, fall

I simplify by design, my words get
To the when they rhyme, mark it with a scribe
Count lessons, toes, fingers, I'm
I've so many lows to survive all the highs

I've learned some and others learned to tolerate
(Like what?)
You can be a day short but not a dollar
New day in chain link, put it together

Beat the drum, pray for rain, we ain't the under the weather
Just me against the on the verge of relentless
Trying to stay apart each word of the sentence
King vs apprentice, vs. challenger

The challenger swung, the champ fell, kicked him out of there
I throw raps to sea in a to float
Like a lost SOS that the novelist
The wind blew and the top, they read the letter
To whom it may concern, my words under the weather

Falling out of the sky
(It's down on me)
Praying down, fall down
Praying come down, fall

So I forgot to change the showing up early
With my money on my mind trying to keep from
One of a kind, I'm by my environment
For everything I did from inception to

I be running on unleaded fumes
Collecting money for sacks fronted for the rent is due
A daydreamer still running towards the rainbow's
Knowing damn well, the gold wasn't meant for

You ten cents from a nickel in pocket
Shit, I'm thirty short of twenty dollars in my wallet,
You might need twelve for the runners
Maybe six on the hand, a dozen on the other

I bundle up gloves for the summer
Shorts in the with a slicker and umbrella
A fella chasing like he running a maze
But really I'm running in place, I need the bread to start

from out of the sky
(It's down on me)
Praying come down, down
come down, fall down
Falling out of the sky