Omen - Child of the Rain lyrics

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Omen - Child of the Rain lyrics

[Produce by JDiablo] [Verse 1] They sayin' Omen where the f** you been? The game needs resuscitation I breathe life in Hip-Hop this how you n***as thanked em? While I ignored them It started to get ridiculous So I'mma just remind you why my name is so ubiquitous with differentness Meticulously wreck any n***a at any juncture I'm feeling like a ruthless mother f**a, it's overdue I've always done what I'm supposed to do So all the hate could never stop me it provides me with the fuel To get this money. Think it's funny? Slick talk could get your group shot The Buddha got me higher than Tyler, the Creators tube socks Cruising down the block doors up on the Aventador This the type of Life that motherf**a' sell they soul for So on and so fourth, forty four mags aimed directly at your front porch If you in my path you're getting scorched I. Been insane since Wayne Gretzky was a Ranger Melted all my action figures and broke Barbies out of anger Probably due to no father don't bother tryna' relate Sitting contemplating how many pills should I take? As I riddle an Adderall rhythm high off of Ritalin So all these rec execs can sit there and just consider him to be another gimmick? But no n***a can mimic how I does it or how I did it, word to my Obs**xed Fitted Quit it, or I'mma smack a n***a or two Got Suave beside me like, "Yo son they bigger than you" While my Napoleon Complexion telling me it ain't true And they can imitate my Style but can't do what I do, so until they do I'mma remain a top selection and go harder than a Geodude pissing with an erection [Hook x2] I'm a child of the rain, I fell victim to the fame The pain overlaps my sanity, now I'm insane Will the rain ever end? Damn where do I begin? It's like I'm trapped inside a never ending race, I can't win [Verse 2] I, avalanche through in the coupe, to step in the booth Blue suits and Polo Boots, Stussy Cap on my roof A hundred proof liquor make a n***a forget all his sorrows With a little dumb luck, they'll all resolves themselves tomorrow Pick up, right where I left off, light up and lift off Urban hang suites where wedding rings get slipped off First cla** I travel, thicker plots get unraveled Am I ill? Well motherf**a' does a Pawn Star haggle? Damn right! My intercontinental mental cripples any n***a imitating My location is fickle cause it's simple it's the jet life Until I reach my next life. Load the boarding pa**es and check in for my next flight Digitally minded, I'm blinded by applications 30,000 feet higher than the n***as that's hating Guess I made it since they all envy em Mercedes Benz emblems & Hublot faces with the Masonic symbolism isn't what I've pictured But it's something I've encountered Along with the money, the women, and the powder 11 hour flights under meteor showers with the pain that towers over my existence Listen I, christen thee and glisten on anything that I touch I had a million problems and rolled them all in a dutch twisted them up and then ignited 'em and still despite the spite in him I walk on holy water and spit like Jesus writes for 'em [Hook x2] [Verse 3] And still they dubbing me the greatest in a game plagued with anguish If they ain't talking bout business then they ain't speaking my language Understand this. I've planned this, spent my life searching for answers All I got was more questions, the Devil keeps dancing On the black and white tiles in the soul of my inner child As I laugh exhaling smoke I withdrew from a black and mild, with no forethought Impulsive as a reckless teenager, your style's a BB gun when compared to a 12 gauger I engage em and endanger the livelihood of this rap sh** Stacking up my paper, I'm flipping it like a mattress I'm serious as cancer but a little less chronic Buck 50 on the dash got me driving like I'm sonic Gin & Tonic in my system Mary Magdellan lickin em spitting scriptures of potency marijuana afflicting em Couldn't balance with school Taught myself the curriculum and put it in my verses You can sense the conviction in em Picturing my sanity, I left it in Miami balled up in some panties Next to some nose candy sh** was dandy til I broke my noose loose cop a new couple And had your girl s**ing me off the top like a roof scoop

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