Akuu - Rain Man Lyrics

Why does it feel like I'm losing myself,
And the person I was is getting put on the shelf?
I could remain as I was, but I wasn't that good,
And I guess I just answered myself
I got some problems if you couldn't tell
I got some pills that'll go with it well
I'd rather die than to live in this hell
But I got a son, can't afford to rebel
Hit em' like a 9mm with my tounge
Twist words, gonna feel it like a blast from a gun
I'm a passionate son of a bitch, better run (get it?)
I'ma be the one, 'till I pass and I'm done
Every other artist in my city's gonna learn today
The words I spray, will put you in the Earth to stay
You better learn to pray, and if you're coming at me
Running at the mouth you're getting purged away
You don't want it with the sickness
Super Sonic with the quickness
Move along with your bitchness
Too insignificate for my hit list
Every single person that doubted me
Ought'a be feeling pretty damn
Stupid take a look at my salary
I could be f*cking your mrs out back on a balconey
Banging her brains out, booty bouncing about to be
Pounding the pussy hard, catching charges for battery
But I'm a good guy, never taking that out of me
When I be choppin' it up than you know
Shit'll begin getting real at my shows
When I be spittin' they feelin' my flows
Never be trippin', I stay on my toes
I suppose that it goes, like the dope up your nose
So don't sleep on my music cuz I fiend to grow
This one's for the fame
This one's for my name
I got this one for the game
Better watch out for the Rain Man
This one's for the fame
This one's for my name
I got this one for the game
Better watch out for the Rain Man
Watch out for the Rain Man
Watch out for us
Keep up if you can, and
Don't get left in the dust
Watch out for the Rain Man
Watch out for us
Keep up if you can, and
Don't get left in the dust
Yea I'm good, doing fine
I wanna be free, but I'm doing time
Inside my mind. I rhyme to make a nickle or dime
Said, "I'ma blow up if I stay on the grind"
I'ma pop off on the baseline
I'ma pop off from the waistline
I'ma bite hard like a canine
I'ma be king and I ain't tryin'
If you wanna make it than you ought'a get better
I murder the competition. Passing go for the cheddar
Been pushing to put it together.
The pen and the pad are packed passed the point
The page ripped from the pressure
If anybody's thinking that their running this game
You better think again, we ain't one and the same
Already at your max, you got nothing to gain
And I got nothing to lose, I'm not the one you should blame
Stop with the nonsense, the words you speak are obnoxious
Making me bleed from the ears, I'm just making it clear
That I'd rather be killed off in aushwits, caught this
Ego it's permanent. We go beserke when it
Comes to what matters. Won't tap out the tournament
Pass me the crown, I'll be laying it down.
Ain't no doubt I was born to vent
This one's for the fame
This one's for my name
I got this one for the game
Better watch out for the Rain Man
This one's for the fame
This one's for my name
I got this one for the game
Better watch out for the Rain Man
Watch out for the Rain Man
Watch out for us
Keep up if you can, and
Don't get left in the dust
Watch out for the Rain Man
Watch out for us
Keep up if you can, and
Don't get left in the dust