Lyrics:
If I was a raindrop
I would be falling
I would be falling
By now
If I was a rocket
I would be flying
I would be flying
By now
If I was
And trying out fifth gear
But it's also a speed trap
Twice I've gotten caught
But something bout it calls to me
And I can't seem to stop
And oh you have
the city with the G-block stainers
And we got adopted by some fifth ward strangers
You know what it means when I twist these fingers
Me and you been
Fifth Avenue Baby
Got your purse slung over your shoulder
Fifth Avenue Baby
You don't care if it's warmer or colder
Cause you got your plastic
death by a thousand cuts
I dress to kill my time
I take the long way home
I ask the traffic lights if it'll be alright
They say, "I don't know"
and squeeze
Critics expecting me to underachieve
I just deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze, I bring him right to his
Uh
Yeah, uh, that's right, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh
I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)
I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)
I was
wish you could sell
If teardrops could be bottled
There'd be swimming pools filled by models
Told "a tight dress is what makes you a whore"
If "I
I'm sorry, mother I'm sorry, I let you down
Well, these days I'm fine
No these days I tend to lie
I'll take the West train, just by the side
And on the nightstand
Sits a photograph
Of my wife and kids
Reminding me of how good it was
And right now, how bad it is
Beside it there's a coffee cup
Where I keep
on Churchill
Just before the age of five
And the school looked so much better
While he gunned the fifth year, poof
He profiteered on the nearest mead
By
could be one of these or so many many more
Always at the beck and call of shame
I'm thankful I was called by love
To walk among the happy
But if not for
you always have the Lord by your side
And I was so pleased to be informed of this that I ran
Twenty red lights in his honor
Thank you Jesus, thank
rain was teardrops for the angels all cried
If love can be perfect ours must have been
But perfection is always destroyed by men
The rain whispered
and forcing me to dance
I'm raised by its pure energy, aborning me anew
Blinding but enlightening, I know the fire is you
If this is love
Woh, I wa-an' it
and why?
It's my nigga, Pop, from the barbershop
Told me he was in the gambling spot and heard the intricate plot
Of niggas wanna stick me like flypaper,
crucified? Was he done in by the lawman?
Are you satisfied that he'll never ride again?
Some people say he got away; they say he never died at all.
If that
by the case loads
We leanin like dem Texas boys and we don't karo dat shit we ain't tryna stretch it boy and if you know me you
Know me from gettin
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two-forty
plastic
Not Webbie or 21 but
I'm a savage
Catch my drift my drip no it ain't average
Stole my heart when I told them they can have it
Fake so fake can't
want to say
Instead of reading a paper that sounds read
It sounds narrated unless you
Wanna do it narrated
What if a dream was reality
And reality was
when I pass tonight.
Hang it where it can be seen.
If the baby's dead then show the red.
If he's better then show the green.
In a little shack,
By
the city with the G-block stainers
And we got adopted by some fifth ward strangers
You know what it means when I twist these fingers
Me and you been
by the bed
It told about the fight they had and the words that she had said
When he told her he was ridin' she said, 'Then I don't give a damn
If
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