It Only Rains On Me [2026 Edition Yung Bomb Original Cover].m4a (Remix) (Remix)

Thy False Idol;Thy Death ;Thy Betrayer;Y

horror trap, horrorcore rap, deathcore trap

V6-WILD

[Intro]
[vinyl crackle, muffled piano loop enters]
Hey, Archangel. Young Bomb. Y-U-N-G B-O-M-B. Thy False Idol. Thy Betrayer of all mankind. Yeah.
[Verse 1][boom-bap drums enter, dry male vocals]I smoke like exhaust pipes, time to get high like high times, lit in the sky like plane lights. I stay flight, I still fight. Got strings attached like flying kites. My dad breaking bad so I cook the ice. Freeze your face, with the K Pins. Got theBenzos back in my nose again. White, yellow, peach, green still my friend. I snort five different kinds then I start to spin. 'Cause I'm low down when I sniff. I'm low down 'cause I sniff. I'm just mixing hypnotic in my cup, so pour it up. Either pink or blue, bitch, I don't give a fuck. I'm low down when I sniff. I'm low down 'cause I sniff. You're the only one with a needle in your arm, booting up 'cause you like that shit. Fifteen fucking years later and you're the only one booting up 'cause you like that shit. 'Cause you're still a piece of shit and you just don't know when to quit. Your brain ain't ill, your brain is fucking sick. Like a motherfucking mental case, or a fucking dying race. Will never be replaced, placed. It just goes to waste and you'll never get away. It just gets worse every day and you'll never go away. It just gets worse every day.[Chorus][R&B Sing]Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand?[Verse 2 Rap]You tried to be a better man and had a solid plan, and now you're sitting in the same boat again. You tried to be a better man and had a solid plan, you're still in the same fucking boat again.When you first wrote this song in 2013, you had no idea what would come. After a drop, two months after a drop, the cops will come kicking your door looking for that ice you said that you cooked. Two months after release, I was actually a little flattered that they're bumping all my songs. Analyzing every word to then come in so strong and still be wrong. They sat me down and said we know that you're cooking meth and we know that you give it to your dad to sell. you're so damn quick, we ain't been able to catch you yet. I just laughed Oh, and it didn't happen only once, it was three more times[Chorus R&B Sing]'Cause you got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? that life ain't perfect? Never was then, never will be and still ain't today. 'Cause life ain't perfect,  'Cause Young Bomb's on the track. Archangel on the track. Thy False Idol on the track and Thy Betrayer of man's on the motherfucking track, bitch. Let me leave y'all with something new 'cause[Verse 3 Rap] I'm a big boss like Rick Ross. Dropping the bombs and making you shit draws and kick rocks. Feeling my bitch, ain't got on no bra. No top, squad in this bitch in my hollowtips split walls. My clique balls, switching the lanes in the whip n i dip n the candypaint rims crawl. My sawzaw take your limbs in a second, I'm drivin n droppin a body off in the springs, dog. My shit raw, step up the game if you trying to top this. Shots do not miss. empty my clip, in ya stomach, talk shit and get popped quick, pop quick 'cause I'm a monsta n when I'm around u should prolly use caution. I'll stomp ya,put you inside of the ground with no coffin with a couple of bags of the limestone. Wonder how many my trunk hold considering I got you tied up inside of there also. Shovel will go in tha back seat, whippin im taking the back street. Runnin this game like a athlete, when I work on my flow like a track meet, trap meet, trap down da whole street locked in discrete[Outro] [R&B Singing]'Cause you got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? I never play in superstition, I just came up on a mission. I just wish that I could find all of the things that I've been missing. Am I'm tripping,or just sitting on a lot of hope. Things ain't going well so I'm blazing on a lot of dope. Got to cope in some kind of way, where i untie the rope. Grab the scope, toss it on the blicky, things are getting tricky. Aim it at your melon and the wall behind you getting sticky. Ain't too picky when it come to murder, I just point and shoot. Devil on my shoulder looking at me like he want me to. [R&B Singing]Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? That Archangel on the track, bitch. Young Bomb is on the track, bitch. Thy False Idol's on the track, bitch. Thy Betrayer of all mankind is on the motherfucking track, bitch. 2026, it only rains on me. It only rains on me. It only rains on me. 2026. It only rains on me. Shh. 2026.

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[Intro] [vinyl crackle, muffled piano loop enters] Hey, Archangel. Young Bomb. Y-U-N-G B-O-M-B. Thy False Idol. Thy Betrayer of all mankind. Yeah. [Verse 1][boom-bap drums enter, dry male vocals]I smoke like exhaust pipes, time to get high like high times, lit in the sky like plane lights. I stay flight, I still fight. Got strings attached like flying kites. My dad breaking bad so I cook the ice. Freeze your face, with the K Pins. Got theBenzos back in my nose again. White, yellow, peach, green still my friend. I snort five different kinds then I start to spin. 'Cause I'm low down when I sniff. I'm low down 'cause I sniff. I'm just mixing hypnotic in my cup, so pour it up. Either pink or blue, bitch, I don't give a fuck. I'm low down when I sniff. I'm low down 'cause I sniff. You're the only one with a needle in your arm, booting up 'cause you like that shit. Fifteen fucking years later and you're the only one booting up 'cause you like that shit. 'Cause you're still a piece of shit and you just don't know when to quit. Your brain ain't ill, your brain is fucking sick. Like a motherfucking mental case, or a fucking dying race. Will never be replaced, placed. It just goes to waste and you'll never get away. It just gets worse every day and you'll never go away. It just gets worse every day.[Chorus][R&B Sing]Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand?[Verse 2 Rap]You tried to be a better man and had a solid plan, and now you're sitting in the same boat again. You tried to be a better man and had a solid plan, you're still in the same fucking boat again.When you first wrote this song in 2013, you had no idea what would come. After a drop, two months after a drop, the cops will come kicking your door looking for that ice you said that you cooked. Two months after release, I was actually a little flattered that they're bumping all my songs. Analyzing every word to then come in so strong and still be wrong. They sat me down and said we know that you're cooking meth and we know that you give it to your dad to sell. you're so damn quick, we ain't been able to catch you yet. I just laughed Oh, and it didn't happen only once, it was three more times[Chorus R&B Sing]'Cause you got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? that life ain't perfect? Never was then, never will be and still ain't today. 'Cause life ain't perfect, 'Cause Young Bomb's on the track. Archangel on the track. Thy False Idol on the track and Thy Betrayer of man's on the motherfucking track, bitch. Let me leave y'all with something new 'cause[Verse 3 Rap] I'm a big boss like Rick Ross. Dropping the bombs and making you shit draws and kick rocks. Feeling my bitch, ain't got on no bra. No top, squad in this bitch in my hollowtips split walls. My clique balls, switching the lanes in the whip n i dip n the candypaint rims crawl. My sawzaw take your limbs in a second, I'm drivin n droppin a body off in the springs, dog. My shit raw, step up the game if you trying to top this. Shots do not miss. empty my clip, in ya stomach, talk shit and get popped quick, pop quick 'cause I'm a monsta n when I'm around u should prolly use caution. I'll stomp ya,put you inside of the ground with no coffin with a couple of bags of the limestone. Wonder how many my trunk hold considering I got you tied up inside of there also. Shovel will go in tha back seat, whippin im taking the back street. Runnin this game like a athlete, when I work on my flow like a track meet, trap meet, trap down da whole street locked in discrete[Outro] [R&B Singing]'Cause you got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? I never play in superstition, I just came up on a mission. I just wish that I could find all of the things that I've been missing. Am I'm tripping,or just sitting on a lot of hope. Things ain't going well so I'm blazing on a lot of dope. Got to cope in some kind of way, where i untie the rope. Grab the scope, toss it on the blicky, things are getting tricky. Aim it at your melon and the wall behind you getting sticky. Ain't too picky when it come to murder, I just point and shoot. Devil on my shoulder looking at me like he want me to. [R&B Singing]Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? Got to be a better man and have a better plan. Your whole life and your kids, don't you understand? That Archangel on the track, bitch. Young Bomb is on the track, bitch. Thy False Idol's on the track, bitch. Thy Betrayer of all mankind is on the motherfucking track, bitch. 2026, it only rains on me. It only rains on me. It only rains on me. 2026. It only rains on me. Shh. 2026.

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