RAIN DROPS by SHAHLON Lyrics

( Hook )

Raindrops on the ant parade 

That’s devastation 

The valley of the smokes

This shit ain’t recreation 


I snap creation stories 


The ballistic matches 

Evidence of God shit we god facing 

Raindrops to an ant parade 

It’s Sugar Hill
Cold as active shooter drills 

Cold as Hoovermales

Flow is absolutely ill 

To dough I’m glued for real 

King of the jungle make

The fossa kneel 

Unsettling moments a breeze 

I got dat gas man my thoughts is overseas 

And overheads like I roll with the geese

My scratch elongated by war and no peace 


I’m pimping my troubles steady Eclipsing

Hustle

It’s Blud money like I’m hip to scuffle 

You the slug money that’s my instant 


Rebuttal 


God Face liken to hit your bitch and it’s


Subtle 



( Verse )

The horror of the game 

Out my mine can I ignore it man

A higher call rings but  Really it’s for a scam

I’m enlightened  the Bioluminescence of 4 men

Since a youngish smiling lessor
And mugging galore man 

Mentally prepping for drama to ensue 


Encoring spat like the lama It boof

They call on the truth 

To mail it right  Declawing cats for the scratch

Imma vet with mine  Ego growing to hellish size
 

Failure not in the realm of possibility 

Even if the teller has to die

I cock his memory is shelved Oh my

In the well I cry no

Fella wise with the dough Bank it on the thoughts

That I’ll rise with the flow Over my own run 

Forest not knowing When earth ends and heaven Starts

I’m only stopping when I’m tired and hellah parched 

I’m ready to speak like the gun Is 

Shit I peep not relative to The one I’m is

Done it is Eyes on the East entrance

Thoughts unsettling like the Sun is 


I don’t love that I sin but I have to to gain 

Telling me to be more vulnerable like 

Cubs in the den on African plains 

That’s no way to grow I’d rather be up

And Snack on the remains 

Grab a doe by it’s throat 

Keep change change The air low

My skull department doubled In a weeks

Count on me like an inventory of Freaks

Shake their dairy air then blow

Whoah


My nose cuffing the hit mind expansion shit

My heart it stiffen like the butt of a manakin

And she fucking with Will Smith 

I gutting blunt in a trance and shit 

Blushing to Mary’s odor

I fap to the moment real quick

The feeling unexplainable 

Like feeling in gaps with loneliness 

Caught up in a web of emotions 


Bred crumbs I’m holding  out 

The pigeon said I’m rolling foul As a host shit 

My service was heinous 

Eating ripe fruit from a serpent that ate it 

 The devils pulling the coat of Sal 


A weird location And smoke I’m conveying 


The jelly in my mind Turning


She like my Kelly I’m motivated 


Sex to the page  A life for vice 

The sky is blackened 

They dreaming of cream to save em

Hell and ice water like 

I’m sort of nice nah I’m greater 

These thoughts identify at the morgue

  Even as a stranger 


I’m paired to goose And the girl in a line 


From a plane with no parachute I learned to fly 

And I’m making all types Of noise as I land 

I’m poised man I’m orcas hunting blues Whales

Trynna avoid the fin

I spit it’s like a Wu joint ven 

I'm Tom possessed And Ruckus asking Everybody to join in

A boy loses when a boy settle Was doomed to fail

But swam through the trench at Sub level 

The high elongated 

Even when the  When the dust settles 

On earth I trace the heavens 

I lust the medal don’t care

If yellow or red guy tape is present 

Laugh at the podium or laugh at the body

  I’m hard as concrete 

I mellow out though 

Crosses happen upon me 

I’m ballzy the razor crisp 

Til the I’m latching To the like light 

Like a male anglerfish 

Opening up to the shrink Like stale potato chips 

With narration that’s rich 

As Hershey parks chocolate 

I find it  odd that

I’m nursed Back to my health by carnage 

Mentally in jail my civilian clothes ghosted 

My romantic interest 

Is the bus my crime was my token 

I’m waiting for captain hindsight to Chime in at any moment

Shit eerie mon and I love it I’m Mysterion with the toast 

To me like fuck it Your soul envy reclaimed

You beefing like a Wendy’s chain 

Or Kaine and Able god be the witness

He said vices are crutches 

To the most able body 

And spirit  Built upon something like pyramids

To sand and clay 

Tape recordings for the moment 

I Stan today Nigga



(Hook )

Raindrops on the ant parade 

That’s devastation The valley of the smokes

This shit ain’t recreation I snap creation stories 


The ballistic matches Evidence of God shit we god facing 

Raindrops to an ant parade It’s Sugar Hill

I'm cold as active shooter drills  Cold as Hoovermales

Flow is absolutely ill  To dough I’m glued for real 

King of the jungle make The fossa kneel 

Unsettling moments a breeze 

I got dat gas man my thoughts is overseas 

And I'm overheads like I roll with the geese

My scratch elongated by war and no peace 


I’m pimping my troubles steady Eclipsing My Hustle

It’s Blud money like I’m hip to scuffle 


You the slug money that’s my instant Rebuttal 


God Face liken to hit your bitch and it’s Subtle