Lyrics:
some,
Young niggas with lack of guidance, always in some shit and wildin’
Been surrounded by violence, just a product of our environment
Never questioned
Jafar, Be my Iago, order Dominos
And Make them pay you to eat it
Dive right in, cinnamon sugar geronimo
Climb back up, Michael Jackson how I beat it
Im
stars in the sky
You can bet that he's doin' it for some doll
When you spot a John
Waitin' out in the rain
Chances are he's insane
As only a John
bleeding out you can tell I got a stain from it
Demons fight for place in my head I cannot give it up
If he try and back door I won't hesitate to stitch him
violently through town
The rain is gonna hail
It's gonna bathe you all
Heavy heads shall
Fall upon their swords
No use to hide when you're
Living by The gun
[Joe Budden]
Uh-huh...
I just want everybody to kinda be clear..
Of what's takin place right now...
It's not an introduction, it's more like
a tool
It stay right by my side
Call me Nicki Minaj, damn
Think he tough, now he in a garage
Rollin' up while she give a massage
I'm too active, I turn up
now-wow
Boss bitch I don't really do half days (No!)
So dope wanna put me in the halfway, yeah
I'mma have to put em in the ashtray
Tom Cruise on the couch
in a world
Just to get by
Then I heard that you was bi
And you wanted to see other girls
No more guys
Tired of em
But what the fuck I do to you?
try to quench some thirst
Put a verse in a hearse, talking like a struggle rapper
Live and die by the sword, I don't want to, keep it in the scabbard
down by the ones I've trusted
How can I believe there's justice
Every time I thought man fuck this
In here I've never known what luck is
Go through
Cold to the old school Joe Schmo
Disrespectful with the way I go, beast mode
How I rain on your chodes, what you need to know
Fuck off, lick my balls,
queen Janet Jackson
No fucks to give, go on, cast spells like a mystic
I don't wanna miss it
Tonight, I'm (ooh)
I'm motivated by the way you move
had died in my sleep
Just drowned in the beauty of all of you
Mr. Jangle what you gonna do when the sun breaks down and the rain pours through
Tell
Pablo Picasso making love to John Wayne
Jesus the peasant in the White House smoking rain
Deathbed confessions of a nun with gangrene
Spent her
staying baked all our encounters
Yeah yeah yeah
The white owls are still grape
I'm dripping in this bape like I just got hit by purple rain
Thundering I'm
flagrant foul
A fallen angel known by many names what you prefer
I'm Craig Jackson to the public, undercover Lucifer
Fuck Delane
Fuck Chris
Don't rock wit
Jackson
Right before dat I was Thuggin in Ashton, (Hills)
Play like a bitch if you wanna I might run up on 'em and leave 'em relaxing
(Killed)
They telling
a player with the same wage
Making money by the play "same thing"
Its the drive that makes it better when it rains you blame the weather
When the only ones
to expand
Since 2015 predicted this like rain man
Blessed by God's hands and a great game plan
Don't pat me on the back just sign over a bill a check
Sky's
Whether in between the lines or otherwise
I smudge em, not on purpose, but by practical design
I mean, sorry but not sorry, only trying to be courteous
looking at the sign
Little old places always share the grand design
Mama knows the highway now by heart
She can see the rain before it starts
Looking
down in Kansas City
Where even the blues sell by the pound
And I been down in New York City, brother
And that ain't no place to be down
Yeah, I'm
blinded by a sign,
The thunder's coming stronger and you're about to die,
Hell is dropping faster, rain is burning hot,
And the only thing that you can
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