Possessed
de DJ Boomin
Metro
Drop top in rain, this might feel insane
I'm out dodgin' raindrops on road in this rain (rain, rain)
Double cup this pain, I'm fucked up, I can't aim
Triple cups of anger, I can't hold this aim
I throw it, recoup it, I got a check, I just had to do it
I mix up the jazz, I really been bluesin'
It make you crash when you blowin' through it
Pill, pop the pain (yeah), this purple rain
Do this again, hill, top skullin' (it's lit)
You get chills, that's alright
You sat down, not polite
Out the field, in the wild
Of my hill, this some vibe
You come still with a smile I ain't feel in a while
New ap, no timex (ayy, ayy)
I'm right now and I'm next (oh)
Put the whole game on my neck (ooh)
I run it up, pills and chiropractor bills
You shoulda charged bills
Wherever I reside, it's quiet (shh), private (shh), silenced (shh)
But every time, 9 PM, it's high-pitched (lit), 12 o'clock (lit), riot
Drop top in rain (yeah), this might feel insane
I'm out dodgin' raindrops on road in this rain (it's lit)
Double cup this pain, I'm fucked up, I can't aim (straight up)
Triple cups of anger, I can't hold this aim (ooh)
I throw it, recoup it, I got a check, I just had to do it
I mix up the jazz, I really been bluesin'
It make you crash when you blowin' through it
Pill, pop the pain (yeah), this purple rain
Do this again, hill, top skullin' (it's lit)
Way it get back, got some recoil
Had to run it back, made a sequel
Way she did that, it can't be legal
Now she feelin' hers, it's feelin' regal
Snuck the whole bird in the seagull
Dirty got me good, feelin' evil
Dice game, drink in the daytime
She turn off the music, give me headlines
Put it in their name, they're dodgin' fed time
Stash it in they face, somewhere they can't find
I'm wrappin' up the grill with the grape vines
Don't care 'bout what you heard through the grapevine
I'ma be the man, but I'm the mankind
You might feel insane but I'm insaner
Drop top in rain, this might feel insane
I'm out dodgin' raindrops on road in this rain (rain, rain)
Double cup this pain, I'm fucked up, I can't aim
Triple cups of anger, I can't hold this aim (skrrt)
I throw it, recoup it, I got a check, I just had to do it
I mix up the jazz, I really been bluesin'
It make you crash when you blowin' through it
Pill, pop the pain (yeah), this purple rain
Do this again, hill, top skullin' (it's lit)
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