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of pure hell
Justifications of red cells 
Shh, rain drops hits the pails
Path is dull and narrow
You're stalked by a shadow
I pierced your skull with

Hotty body pumpin like a shotty up in those jeans

Now I got some money we can do things
Pick a flight
Focus on you tunnel vision your dreams
Come to life

Born to Play The Fool
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss and Daniel Paul Hemerlein

Who's got the ace of spades? I don't wanna rain down on your parade

Before I leave the heat, I put two in rain grove for my range rove
Hot to death, cops is vex
I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex
Drive by

nose where it should be

The years go by
Somehow I haven't blown it
And much to your dismay
Well you can cry
And you can whine about it
That rain won't

what the sun done
Suspects change clothes
Before I leave the heat, I put two in rain grove for my range rove
Hot to death, cops is vex
I push a buck 60

it you possess it
Don't rain on my parade
Don't rain on my parade
I'm in great spirits love
I'm in great spirits
I know they hate to hear it
Um well,

The Glitch
The Glitch
Just come to hit you like a motherfucking glitch
You heard well, Buck been pimping on the zone, lame
Shut the fuck up boy, your

The ?

Method Man

Blackout!

1999

rove
Hot to death, cops is vex
I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex
Drive by on the baja
Snatch the cartier watch I
Boucnce laughing off

of pure hell
Justifications of red cells 
Shh, rain drops hits the pails
Path is dull and narrow
You're stalked by a shadow
I pierced your skull with

That my black friend, he a real black kid
Get your own carton, askin' me for a cig
At the food court, he has 2-3 wings
Then the cops come with

Push It

Cam'ron

Diplomatic Immunity, Vol. 2

2004

that's how gangstas move
Get your mayo, sell that yayo, strip clubs make it rain
These thugs play the game, get bucks save that cane

[Cam'Ron]
After that,

He can feel it rising
The spit and bile
A beggars hand
A life reviled

On his doorstep
He'll have some fun
An empty heart
A loaded gun

Rain

Push It

Cam'ron

Ambitionz of a Gangster

that's how gangstas move
Get your mayo, sell that yayo, strip clubs make it rain
These thugs play the game, get bucks save that cane

[Cam'Ron]
After that,

storms or cloudy weather 
And all the puddles that they made 
And how they rain on only my parade

Listen to your heart to know what to start with
You can put your trust in me
I got this
Before I love your storm away 
Can you rain on my parade

Pre
Words

there's gold in the hills

When I left Reno I was sorry for that look on your face
I'm sorry for the rolling thunder and the hit parade
I'm sorry for

The sparkling rain of light above
Once more I promised you my love
All that was pure and good and true
So careless thrown away by you

That night we were waiting

dear friend?
Do ya wanna play the game?
By the way, what's your name?»

The cabin windows are muddy and sweazy.
The leather seat is crumpled and greasy.

but from your mistake
I got a problem, mane
I'm hoping rain don't come down on my great parade
Turn it to the great escape
Happiness done paved a way

Bridge:
The sun came out and
Out went my fire
The rain began on
On my parade
The snowflakes stopped
What held us close 
Melted away
The dew rest heavy on my

Wince

How many inches of rain
are you flooding inside?
I don't waste no time to run  by your side
How do you measure desire?
Are you burning inside

feel like second nature 

Gimme all of it I want the smoke
Let me feel the heat I want it all
Rain on my parade i'm getting soaked
Wonder why you feel

understand it

I remember thinking I don't need you
But then time passed by and it's so untrue
Now I'm the rain over your parade
Reason you're over me