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Aint No Room For Rain Lryics
(Verse 1) I spit that fire, flames ignite in my name, Waka Flocka who? I'm in my own lane, Lame ain't in my vocabulary, I bring the heat, Rain or shine, my rhymes can't be beat. (Chorus) I spit that fire, ain't no room for the rain, With every word I drop, I light up the game, My flow so tight, it drives 'em insane, I'm in control, got 'em hooked like a train. (Verse 2) They call me the joker 'cause I play the game, With words and verses, I'm igniting the flame, I don't choke, I provoke, leave 'em all in awe, With every punchline, I break through the wall. (Chorus) I spit that fire, ain't no room for the rain, With every word I drop, I light up the game, My flow so tight, it drives 'em insane, I'm in control, got 'em hooked like a train. (Verse 3) I'm the lyrical arsonist, setting stages ablaze, Burning through the mic with my poetic craze, No need for explicit talk, I'm here to amaze, With clever wordplay, I'll leave 'em in a daze. (Chorus) I spit that fire, ain't no room for the rain, With every word I drop, I light up the game, My flow so tight, it drives 'em insane, I'm in control, got 'em hooked like a train. (Verse 4) My rhymes are the fuel, my voice is the engine, Leaving competition behind, I'm never mentioning, No need for aggression, I'm the wordsmith in the making, Every line I spit, the crowd's hearts are quaking. (Bridge) In the world of rap, where the rhythm's so tight, I'm chasing my dreams, every day and night, I'll keep climbing the ladder, no room for disdain, I'm on this track, in control like a speeding train. (Verse 5) I navigate these verses, like a captain at sea, Smooth and precise, I set my spirit free, No need to demean or disrespect, you see, I choose elevation, let my rhymes decree. (Chorus) I spit that fire, ain't no room for the rain, With every word I drop, I light up the game, My flow so tight, it drives 'em insane, I'm in control, got 'em hooked like a train. (Outro) So as I wrap up this rhyme, this lyrical domain, I'll keep pushing boundaries, with creative reign, I'm the conductor of this track, no room for disdain, I'm on this Grasp Train, and I'll forever remain.
