down) Everything's the same (When the rain comes down) I can show you, I can show you Rain, I don't mind Shine, the weather's fine Can you hear me
down) Everything's the same (When the rain comes down) I can show you, I can show you Rain, I don't mind Shine, the weather's fine Can you hear me,
me cold I help who I can help And feel nothing for those who Don't come to my station For I'll only tow those who show me their honor I can't help
I need to hear The only voice that leads me on So I can find my way back to you I had a dream the other night When everything was still I thought I saw
a big black boots And a whistle on a chain All of the crooks ran for cover 'Cause he always got his man He said, "I own King, I own you great husky"
talk shit, I'ma destroy her fetus Her dead baby popped this pussy, and his boys can't beat us Straight strong armin, bombarding, and bogarding Remi don't
I need to hear The only voice that leads me on So I can find my way back to you I had a dream the other night When everything was still I thought I
I'm a mothafuckin baboon hit you with thirty seven stab wounds bury your body deep in earth inside a black tomb you scared of the rain, you fear weather
heat Hear my muthafuckin drum beats Don't believe the tales from my hood? Come see This ain't no joke you can smoke This ain't no wonderland I kick
I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw) I came (I came) I saw (I saw) I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (In the jaw)
ass killed I see you little motherfuckers, up in it, can't chill I hear your heart pumpin brothers don't think it can't spill I came from Louisiana, bananas
with how bad I feel I think I need to smell fresh hair So I stepped out the back door and fell down the stairs The sunlight hit me dead in the eye Like
storm and the weather my dogs a go-getter Polish da chrome barretta catching you punk niggas That's the element of surprise you niggas won't regret us
! [Chorus] I don?t need the money, I don?t need the fame. I don?t need the lifestyle, I don?t need the pain. I don?t need the clubs, I don?t need the
Em, you know you my favorite white boy, right? I, I owe you for this one I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on You can stun if you want
, you know you my favorite white boy, right? I, I owe you for this one I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah) You can stunt if you
I'm ballin', yo, I gotta be packed If I ain't packed homeboy, you could say I'm slippin' But if you try to run up, I'ma say you trippin' 'Cause I'm
, so fuck it, I said So fuck it, I said, said fuck it Your new lesson is to realize the mission when you hear it MC you, see I got this in my spirit I