| Song | Acid Rain |
| Artist | Alexis Jordan |
| Album | House Box Vol.05 Bootleg |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Featuring: J. Cole] | |
| [J. Cole] | |
| It ain’t hard to tell, I excel and prevail | |
| Young niggas rising hell but talk well | |
| Make sales, I managed to re-fake jail | |
| Blast on the road to success was [?] | |
| But here we are, breathing, fuck demons | |
| Never get caught sleeping, I’d rather be caught dreaming | |
| Now me and my niggas be flying across seas | |
| Laughing at the days we used to rack tall T’s | |
| Now we rock shows up in London, wondering | |
| How they even heard of me | |
| Never did occur to me if I get to the top one day | |
| Lotta niggas gonna be sending shots my way | |
| Could’ve been the worst that I shot then say | |
| Across the bear hoes you never got complain | |
| One day, though, some day is on | |
| One day you’re here, next day you’re gone | |
| Wake up with the fear of living for another day | |
| Tell myself that it’s nothing that I can’t take | |
| Your strength is the sickness I can’t hide | |
| I try to be invisible to him | |
| Make no noise, tip toe through everything | |
| Hell’s fury feeds the fear inside | |
| It’s like acid rain in a hurricane | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| It’s a crown of thorns leaving me torn | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| I made choices that I cannot live with | |
| I regret not choosing over him | |
| I’m suffocating in this life | |
| Don’t know if I can survive this weather | |
| And you turn up with your arms and umbrella | |
| I send a farewell tonight | |
| It’s like acid rain in a hurricane | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| It’s a crown of thorns leaving me torn | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| [J. Cole] | |
| My life could be a movie let me write the script | |
| It would be something truly never read like a crypt | |
| [?] with clothes full of hoes like a pimp | |
| Far from a flower but I rose like a blimp | |
| Now who we gonna cast for the roles in this flick? | |
| Only bad hoes getting shows for the tricks | |
| Who gonna play the lead, though? Will Smith? Maybe | |
| Second thought, fuck it, ain’t nobody gonna play me | |
| Yo, some day is on, one day you’re here, next day you’re gone | |
| One day you’re here, next day you’re gone | |
| I know the risk has come, I know I can run into your arms | |
| I know you’ll come to save me from harm | |
| It’s like acid rain in a hurricane | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| It’s a crown of thorns leaving me torn | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover |
| Featuring: J. Cole | |
| J. Cole | |
| It ain' t hard to tell, I excel and prevail | |
| Young niggas rising hell but talk well | |
| Make sales, I managed to refake jail | |
| Blast on the road to success was ? | |
| But here we are, breathing, fuck demons | |
| Never get caught sleeping, I' d rather be caught dreaming | |
| Now me and my niggas be flying across seas | |
| Laughing at the days we used to rack tall T' s | |
| Now we rock shows up in London, wondering | |
| How they even heard of me | |
| Never did occur to me if I get to the top one day | |
| Lotta niggas gonna be sending shots my way | |
| Could' ve been the worst that I shot then say | |
| Across the bear hoes you never got complain | |
| One day, though, some day is on | |
| One day you' re here, next day you' re gone | |
| Wake up with the fear of living for another day | |
| Tell myself that it' s nothing that I can' t take | |
| Your strength is the sickness I can' t hide | |
| I try to be invisible to him | |
| Make no noise, tip toe through everything | |
| Hell' s fury feeds the fear inside | |
| It' s like acid rain in a hurricane | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| It' s a crown of thorns leaving me torn | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| I made choices that I cannot live with | |
| I regret not choosing over him | |
| I' m suffocating in this life | |
| Don' t know if I can survive this weather | |
| And you turn up with your arms and umbrella | |
| I send a farewell tonight | |
| It' s like acid rain in a hurricane | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| It' s a crown of thorns leaving me torn | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| J. Cole | |
| My life could be a movie let me write the script | |
| It would be something truly never read like a crypt | |
| ? with clothes full of hoes like a pimp | |
| Far from a flower but I rose like a blimp | |
| Now who we gonna cast for the roles in this flick? | |
| Only bad hoes getting shows for the tricks | |
| Who gonna play the lead, though? Will Smith? Maybe | |
| Second thought, fuck it, ain' t nobody gonna play me | |
| Yo, some day is on, one day you' re here, next day you' re gone | |
| One day you' re here, next day you' re gone | |
| I know the risk has come, I know I can run into your arms | |
| I know you' ll come to save me from harm | |
| It' s like acid rain in a hurricane | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| It' s a crown of thorns leaving me torn | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover |
| Featuring: J. Cole | |
| J. Cole | |
| It ain' t hard to tell, I excel and prevail | |
| Young niggas rising hell but talk well | |
| Make sales, I managed to refake jail | |
| Blast on the road to success was ? | |
| But here we are, breathing, fuck demons | |
| Never get caught sleeping, I' d rather be caught dreaming | |
| Now me and my niggas be flying across seas | |
| Laughing at the days we used to rack tall T' s | |
| Now we rock shows up in London, wondering | |
| How they even heard of me | |
| Never did occur to me if I get to the top one day | |
| Lotta niggas gonna be sending shots my way | |
| Could' ve been the worst that I shot then say | |
| Across the bear hoes you never got complain | |
| One day, though, some day is on | |
| One day you' re here, next day you' re gone | |
| Wake up with the fear of living for another day | |
| Tell myself that it' s nothing that I can' t take | |
| Your strength is the sickness I can' t hide | |
| I try to be invisible to him | |
| Make no noise, tip toe through everything | |
| Hell' s fury feeds the fear inside | |
| It' s like acid rain in a hurricane | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| It' s a crown of thorns leaving me torn | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| I made choices that I cannot live with | |
| I regret not choosing over him | |
| I' m suffocating in this life | |
| Don' t know if I can survive this weather | |
| And you turn up with your arms and umbrella | |
| I send a farewell tonight | |
| It' s like acid rain in a hurricane | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| It' s a crown of thorns leaving me torn | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| J. Cole | |
| My life could be a movie let me write the script | |
| It would be something truly never read like a crypt | |
| ? with clothes full of hoes like a pimp | |
| Far from a flower but I rose like a blimp | |
| Now who we gonna cast for the roles in this flick? | |
| Only bad hoes getting shows for the tricks | |
| Who gonna play the lead, though? Will Smith? Maybe | |
| Second thought, fuck it, ain' t nobody gonna play me | |
| Yo, some day is on, one day you' re here, next day you' re gone | |
| One day you' re here, next day you' re gone | |
| I know the risk has come, I know I can run into your arms | |
| I know you' ll come to save me from harm | |
| It' s like acid rain in a hurricane | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover | |
| It' s a crown of thorns leaving me torn | |
| Might hear your call to bring you cover |