Lyrics Cold Rain (feat. ATUM) - BEN410

Ayo
In the end most of them bled, we extract peace at least bullets release
Black streams my means at ease
For easy relief the key shape shifting, fake feelings a phase breeding leaving
Rain hitting even grey listing spirits, all the trails linking, male siblings aid fitting in Conditions
Fate slipping isolation gripping, friendships master lock
Aftershock him from a sauna is cold rain
A known face directs the drama, drawing space for authors causes slip with caution
Promise you not conscious
Often Thomas lawson wandering offering a wand of office filled with softness to speak

Count tears, draw us weak to see the least beneath law
Some believe your concerns could turn a leaf but even luck gotta earn the least out of all
At peace with a deserters hearts
To keep you move pervertive perversive words can hurt
A furnace burns, the world in third person, problem worsen a old girl refurbish
The first term nurtured, nervous, further the cursor idolize items that lied inverted
Copper eyes two abandoned cents
The pacifist pass again, passion'll spread round like a bandelet
Chances cancelled, simple religion luck never gives, it only lends collisions for the Mental
Cover ligaments menstruals pinned what was meant pendants pinch
A grip on aluminum pencils, write with fire risk radiation rinsed utensil's more luminal
Old heads losing there whiskers, rumors go missing

I study ancient dialects and diction
Move towards collective consciousness, ascension
Bitch I rhyme all the time
A spark of the creator in me
Ready with it, the katana slicing though your fitted
Bullets eating up your vital organs like it's fucking chicken, straight dumping on the track dumping on the scene
Red, green, yellow beam
She popped a bean now she can't stop telling me she loving me, I guess it make her hornier than regular
She on my cellular trying to get me pull up put the dick in her, I'm ripping her
Serious artillery
Beware the dog in me, beware the god in me

Obsolete with commas on commas, drama popping off, watch the dollars collage
We form the problem
At the bottom was jobless, wallet spotless, the metal in my pocket was non cents
Nonsense we see it often
My essence essential, process my presence
Pre-scripted conniption, would asked the genie to riddle me away like tuition
Kindled winded stem of relaxants, suspensions stacking
Condition active, passive descriptions absent to beneficial
Get your ass off the seat you passing passant, apparently depascent fractions Fragmented Up
I gotta passion patent, my love language stoned and sober, intact and in
Broke the house the way you crashed in
Cashed out casting the summer with loose attachments flashing
Enhanced your eyes like dash cam's
Action was experimentation, my inspiration didn't go as planned
Never ratting in a jam
Pull up never jam, let it blam
Flip you like a peanut butter jam sandwich
MAC 10 with the switch
She listen love this shit, the god body aspects part of it
I see the alien ship, UFO hovering above a nigga crib
Give the world to my rib, give it to my kid, I'll give anything don't matter what it is
Still dumping like I took a shit
Play the ukulele to your bitch, watch her suck the dick
I'm galactic council, call them up they on the phone tap ready with the shits