Rain Song - Lunar C, Mash

Yo, Lunar C, Mash

I’m followed

Flytippers

Yo

I’m followed by a dark cloud rain

And the sun don’t shine through my window in the morning

I’m followed by a dark cloud rain

And the sun don’t shine through my window in the morning

It’s all just timing, the process is awe inspiring

On top form, applying pressure like I’m forming diamonds

So high I’m off the floor defying the laws of science

it might sting like porcupine skin

I’m not living the sorta life to be glorified

You’re talking shite and normalising being poor at rhyming

I wear a crown of thorns, I’m Christ, you saw the light and now you walk beside

him

Too many thoughts of violence and corpses piling

You’ve got a tiny buzz like you’re micro-dosing

You’d probably punch your grandmother for a viral moment

I’m prophsizing, my profit’s rising, I’m writing omens

If the skies ar closed when I die I’m going to prize them open

I’m picking up the speed but I’m not shifting gear

I know Jesus loves me, he didn’t give me a ginger beard

And I’ve been doing this for years

I shouldn’t really have to use my own arm to lift my beer