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They say that it rains it pours, they're right

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

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

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

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

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

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

I've some things 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, for rain, we ain't the same under the weather
Just me against the world on the of relentless
Trying to stay apart like each of the sentence
vs apprentice, champ vs. challenger

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

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

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

'Cause I be running on 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 a nickel in your pocket
Shit, I'm thirty short of twenty in my wallet, yeah
You might need fingers for the runners
Maybe six on the hand, half a dozen on the

I bundle up brown gloves for the
Shorts in the winter a slicker and umbrella
A fella chasing cheese like he running a
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