First 48 Freestyle

Bo Jackson

Turpentine

Fake Flowers

Hitler Wears Hermes 8: Sincerely Adolf

RIGHT NOW (feat. Jadakiss & Stove God Cooks)

Written by Boldy James
Produced by Nicholas Craven
Recorded by Mike Shabb
Mixed by Roberto Viglione
Artwork by Stack Moolah

Fair Exchange No Robbery

Nicholas Craven & Boldy James - Power Nap

Nicholas Craven & Boldy James - Stuck in Traffic

Nicholas Craven & Boldy James - Straight & Tall

Noise Kandy 5

Stunna (feat. Double Dee & Boldy James)

Hall & Nash 2

Fork In The Pot (feat. ScHoolboy Q)

[Intro]
In the thundering rain
You stare into my eyes
In the thundering rain
You stare into my eyes


[Verse 1]
Spotted your silhouette leaving the campus library gate
I was analyzing physics, but damn, this felt like fate
A Ghana princess floating in a mesmerizing mental state
Pink gloss shimmering, while I decide a drug dealer's fate
You’re gold and silk, high society, living so pristine
Too high class to notice a Kingston boy inside the scene
I’m clutching steel beneath the leather, dodging police sirens
But your perfume cuts the smoke, creating heavy silence


[Pre-Chorus]
I’m talking about a scent blooming in a concrete tomb
If I said a diamond shined in the mud, would you assume?
That I’m worth the risk, or just another shadow in the room?
I had to switch the narrative and seal this impending doom


[Chorus]
In the thundering rain
You stare into my eyes
I can feel the storm breaking now
I can feel your hand
Movin' up my thighs

In the thundering rain
You stare into my eyes
It’s poetic justice, baby
I can feel your hand
Movin' up my thighs


[Verse 2]
I had to spin the globe around just to make you freeze
I had to use my street smarts and my distinct expertise
This is rhythmic karma, chaotic emotional release
Saw you waiting by the club, seeking a moment of peace
You looked right through me, so I charmed your inner circle
Just a ticking clock until you realize I’m universal
Living life in the margins, writing rhymes in a curfew
Every time I speak these lines, it becomes a strict taboo


[Pre-Chorus]
Love ain't just a word, it’s a weapon we conceal
Love ain't just a word, it’s the only thing that’s real
A lethal connection, two worlds spinning on a wheel
I mean, listen to the pulse, tell me how it makes you feel?


[Chorus]
In the thundering rain
You stare into my eyes
We caught in the downpour, girl
I can feel your hand
Movin' up my thighs

In the thundering rain
You stare into my eyes
From the lecture hall to the streets
I can feel your hand
Movin' up my thighs


[Bridge]
If I told you a flower grew in the gutter, would you touch it?
That natural hair, that soft skin, goddamn I love it
I'm an undercover sinner, seeking something above it
But when the lightning strikes, we fit like a hand in a glove, it's…


[Outro]
In the thundering rain
You stare into my eyes...
In the thundering rain...
Dark room perfume...
Dark room perfume…


In The Thundering Rain

06 Westside Gunn x Conway - Richer Porter

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