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[Verse 1]

These raindrops keep falling on my head
I could let ’em soak me but I tilt my head instead
And take a sip – embrace it
As if it were my life’s reins
Refuse to live a lifestyle of many that’s mundane
Nine-to-five, lack of drive – with my hands tied
No money for vacation – just enough to get by
Scratching and surviving, trying to afloat
Among the flood of MCs in hightide on my coast
A lot of goons and buffoons haunting the scene like ghosts
With braggadocio flows, no-name lames got it backwards
Like Emanon – more than you know
Making it rain up in the club
Nothing to grow, nothing to show
Ironic how thinking green’s polluting things
It feels like a lucid dream – how I crept on the scene
Not really being seen, but heard
My rhetoric, my words – so bittersweet – The Verve

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