AvenREC

Rainman


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You brought the water
I brought the spice
Uh, who's paying the price
In a life that is like vice city

Its a
Pity that those beats that so pretty
Are so full of stupidity
With no motivation

I say bam (I say bam)
I got aven on the van
Gonna put you like a fan
When you moving side to side g (anywhere)

I'm the man
Keep it fresh is the plan (fresh)
Blaze it up brotha
They call me nasty

Funky fresco
I pull out my street code
Billetes de cien (what)
En bolsas de zip lock

7 27 o clock
Got them niggas on lock
Ask around whos the hottest
On the block they say CREAM

Man
I'm with the queen dem (yeah)
I like my weed without seeds
Without stems (roll it up)

Let the game begin
Nigga I ain't playing
I come from a place
Where the walls hear what your saying

I rather lay low
Make my peso
Follow nature
And enjoy más el proceso (yes sir)

El universo
Is to feel unir versos
Not to kill what's the deal
Sigo siendo el mismo pienso (think about it)

But the world has changed
I have changed
Somebody knocking on your window
Asks if you got change

You don't understand the pain
If you always drove on the same lane
Remember my name (Mr. Cream)

Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain
Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain
Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain, rain, rain, rain

Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain
Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain
Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain, rain, rain, pain

Grab a plate of food (uh)
Its all about the gratitude (thank God)
The attitude you put
To the gifts that life delivers (yeah)

Let the river
Wash the energies (check)
Gather the synergies (what)
Children of the stars is the holy fucking trinity

Lord give me serenity
Let it be what you say (amen)
Y los vientos buenos
Siempre mandalos my way (all day)

Entendí el papel
Puli rimas con marfil (yo, yo)
Always ready for whatever
Y perfilado como alfil

What's the deal
Nadie sabe what is really real (what)
Lávate los pies
Antes de que seque el río (yes sir)

La tormenta nunca
Es buena pal navío
Pero que sería de este
Campo vacío sin rain, rain, rain

Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain
Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain
Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain, rain, rain, rain

Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain
Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain
Cuz the sun it's gone
It started to rain, rain, rain, pain


Writer/s: Mateo Valencia Correa