Today [Chorus:] You Left Me Standing Out In The Rain You Left Me With So Much Pain It's Never Gonna Be The Same Without You In My Life 'cause You Left Me Standing Out In The Rain
Traduzione: Profondo 3. Rain.
over when we are under fall asleep on the ground Pre chorus: hey can you feel it calling your name like a storm on a bone in the rain the pain
deep up on this thang, me and you and Mary Jane From a bud to a grain, propane to a flame Inhaling this octane, getting wet from all this rain Everything
slow jams on tha radio, know ya happy I can feel ya passion lookin out foe ya just like daddy, come on, sun shine turn to rain,baby I can take away ya
sly and slick, a clever cat You take me out? Yo - never that I'm God a, descendant of Master Farrahd The Flavor Unit Assassination Squad [VERSE 3: Queen
(feat. Mobb Deep) [Hook: 50 Cent] I have nightmares, nightmares, all the time I wake up, I look up, shook up, say fuck, put my hands on my nine Niggas
the pain I'm sweating stuck in the rain left in the game and I'm loosing cause I'm stuck in this game It don't stop [Chorus] [Verse 3] My nigga navel
"Motherfuckin' Akrobatik" "Rip the shit up" [x3] "Motherfuckin' Akrobatik" "Y'all know who this is" [VERSE ONE] You call it a prophecy prediction or
a dang What a ding Bun-bung de de boy, Bung-bung de de boy, bing bing Bung-bung, bu-ding, wing dang What a ding, What a dang What a ding [Verse 3
Verse 3:] Dem say a music a mek all di money Cah dem send lenky keep all di money Buss when dem seh Bob Marley money Through dem and di rain falling money
stars, tryna make 'em fall out the sky The grey matter, waverunner, screamin' thoughts of anger at the world From beneath this rock I stay under Tonight's rain
just creep creep, bang for bang No grief, brothers deceased, others arraigned and hang None of us just eatin, maintain the strains The streets is just the streets, when it rain it rain
its done, Hey! [Chorus: Toi (Baby Cham)] You know I like to get it from the back when the boy is hard in a magnum wrap I like it slow and good and deep
seat homie watch yo manners I...cook beef when I cock the hammer Home of the wood, weed, rocks and gamblers And uh... ain't nobody speakin' proper grammar down here It's deep
cassette you and cousin fought about That led to God and Satan's fallin' out Encourage the liquor for those who ain't here that you pourin' out On 3-way
I keep letting them hang Until they free that Pimp C, Steven Jackson get the rain We gonna be.. [Chorus x2: Bone Crusher] [Verse 3: La Chat] I'm riding