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Almighty Kahn - Partially Cloudy Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
It’s a cloud over my head, I can’t even think
Tired of the teardrops falling in the sink
When I look into the mirror I despise seeing me
Putting pain inside my music and they still ain’t hearing me

[Verse 1]
Well this pain imma use it
Said this pain imma use it
Pain imma use it
Might as well abuse it
I got a lot of ways to do it here’s one
Honestly I’m killing all these beats just for fun
Maybe that’s the only thing I really find fun
Stressing from my past and so my shoulders way a ton
Spine boutta crack and I barely got a lung
Life fucked me up but I’m still on the hunt yea I’m still on the prowl
Fuck who did me foul
For the ones who said I wouldn’t step I ran a mile
For the ones who said I wouldn’t jet I’m in the clouds
Never said it ain’t effect me I got scars up and down
Scars left and right, like I worked at the pound
Outcasted I never fit into the crowd
Unclaimed king I guess I never got my crown oh no
[Chorus x2]
It’s a cloud over my head
I can’t even think
Tired of the teardrops falling in the sink
When I look into the mirror I despise seeing me
Putting pain inside my music and they still ain’t hearing me

[Verse 2]
As I look at the moon from the comfort of my room
Hearing boom coming from the speakers playing my tunes I sit back
Thinking am I really good enough or should I quit rap
Pride aside it’s like a couple times a nigga did that
I get in my own head sometimes
Like for real I’m not even my own head some times
To be honest I be feeling like I’m dead some rhymes
I wanna grip the lead and blow my fucking head for peace of mind
Feel like a nigga went to work forgot to clock in
A side of me feel like I’ll never make it and I’m not shit
The other side of me feel like I should be in your top ten
Confliction at its finest in reality I’m locked in
I don’t gotta choice I gotta get it on and Poppin
Cause you gone hear my voice whether you like it or it’s not it
This rapping shit is god gift
And who am I to stop it?
I’m blowing like a socket
Or running like a fosset
Run-on sentence, I feel the penance of my past
Love drawn menace I feel resentment in my grasp
Killing me
Lately I been feeling desolate I’m trapped
All my life been healing up depression from my past
[Altered Chorus]
It’s a cloud over my head
I can’t even think
Tired of the teardrops falling in the sink
When I look into the mirror I despise seeing me
Putting pain inside my music and they still ain’t hearing me mm