Lyrics:
I wasnt for sure I would make back to great state (Tex)
Had to deal with some rainy days but had to make way (Yea yea)
Still running my business
I supposed to know anything?)
I let you out at Central
I didn't care to state the plain
Kept my mouth closed
We're both so familiar
White Ferrari
this,
both gills cut sick,
dope skills hunt with,
Freeze cunt sign these,
Eaze up my steeze,
See some white Ts
Bdubs Nikeys,
Felt those right hooks
off g, I got it out the dirt
No more off nights, I be rocking off-white
I be taking off flights, I be trappin' all night
All this coke in plain site,
the day either rainy or sunny
Either way Ill tell my homies that im In heaven
Im in heaven
No matter up or down steady fixing frowns long as I
Got you ill
the same
I hear them voices in my head
Rainy days hung me by the thread
How many prayers to keep my worries dead
Hard to take a walk that’s on the road
smells like broke in this room
I got a head start to my day course she's gone by noon
She looks nice in nude
She looks better in blue
My guy love the white
join gangs every day
'Cause they wanna be accepted, but at home they too neglected
Meanwhile, white America quick to call him a thug
But all he ever
Big Boss
Still bend the corner
And I beat the block
They said we'd be dead by twenty-one
Bitch we beat clock!
Every day I wake up in this shit
Bitch
a little something for the clean escape
And the rainy day after
Don't forget a nigga live where the heat wave at ya
And ya safe ain't safe
And heat don't
the river falls into the white - foam
I saw the ghosts smiling faith believing we're like monsters
But between their teeth
I saw the crustacean clawing moons
Don't let the days go by
Glycerin
Don't let the days go by
Glycerin, glycerin
Glycerin, glycerin
Bad moon white again
Bad moon white again
And she falls
Don't let the days go by
Glycerin
Don't let the days go by
Glycerin, glycerin
Glycerin, glycerin
Bad moon white again
Bad moon white again
And she falls
an umbrella
Its a rainy day I got stopped by the weather
All these niggas dumb, you gotta move clever
You gotta know that you different
You gotta know that you
It's just a white man's face
You ain't gotta pause, not at all
Cus I'm a glitch in the game
All day long
Niggas talkin like they on some
All night long
of beer that's sweeter than honey,
Like a millionaire that has no money
Like a rainy day that is not wet,
Like a gamblin' fiend that does not bet
Like
to war for my sisters
In plain sight they still oppressed by the system
You call 'em on it, they consider you aggressive
Just one more label that you gotta
So I'm waiting for this test to end
So these lighter days can soon begin
I'll be alone by maybe more carefree
Like a kite that floats so
fifty years ago
The red-hot dust of the Oklahoma plains
And the white line of the highway in my rear view mirror
Chorus
I feel fine I feel strong I feel
prayer
Give her no more drama, let her rainy days be clear
(No more trouble)
Receivin' signs from Osama that the days is near
When babies is baby mommas,
Hand on my heart while i'm drivin the boat
Steering the sheep while i'm guided by G.O.A.Ts
Nas gave me the power with what he had written
4th song down,
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
non-existent yesterdays
Reality slaps you in the face with dirty, rainy days
Because Love Conquers All except in the real world (you're in the real world baby)
.jpg/300px-Rainy_Milo_at_Kantine_(16405315097).jpg "Rainy Milo")
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