Jake One - Acid Rain 2̶0̶1̶6̶ lyrics

Stepping in the puddles of another truth My acid rain stained rubber boots Stepping in the puddles of another truth.. [Verse] Favor of God to the souls growing through infantile stages You're blessings, seeds, trees… crops, stocks, investments I bleed on this canvas for your namesake Painstakingly ancient manifestations, of poetic rhymes Spoken in your honor, as you navigate the spirit life A solemn prayer as you blow your fist, to roll the dice The voodoo mothers protect your slumber from poltergeist The rhymes flow, so sonically and sublime Like tonic-tequila-lime poured up over ice Let the record spin I'm a walking selection of Black African diaspora hymns 70's soul stirring samples and burning candles Half Baldwin, a quarter Farrakhan -- running a marathon Another quarter made my spirit lessen I was petrified to realize America had gentrified our essence Costs rose, we sold, they took hold to erode the message I can feel the rain falling, precipitation, weather I can or not Cloudy thoughts, the decision making is so distraught Discrimination and trigger happy policing Lives taken... taken... taken... Liam Neeson Prison petitions and wickedness kicked by 1 percenters Perverted clergy pimp religion for every incentive Metal machines by the lever squeeze of a neighbor Plow many trees from these acres Turn many seeds from Creators to Ghosts The way I float every note that I wrote so notably Got soldiers on each coast, on their planes, boats, to be close to me Capitalism still k**ing all my n***as off A lack of wisdom confuses VALUE for what it costs And I'm misused, yet confused On how to unearth this worth, when I can't skew my views from the news Scouring filth, I'm showered in guilt Every time I spend a dollar in that system where the powers get rich I know I'm hated by you My dick is black, enormous and not intimidated by you My faith is empowering, towering over all your idols To stop the rise of Black Messiah before arrival f** it I hate you, I won't debate you or stand beside you I'm feeling Blue so I channel Heru within my spirit The Nazarene seen fleeing through the halls of kemet This is more than a vision, I abhor your decisions This a War of Attrition It is written in ancient code, by those cloaked in robes whose souls opposing omission Your wickedness is a disease taken hold of your bones, and I pray for remission I pray for remission... I pray for remission For the men, women and children, repeatedly mistreated by policing divisions I'm Colin Kaepernick, seated in pleated pants, my stance damning your decisions No f** it, I am Othello in yellow gold Cuban links with a Moorish ambition.. Acid rain stained rubber boots Stepping in the puddles of another truth.. My acid rain stained rubber boots Stepping in the puddles of another truth..