for a name We all need a little help to get on our feet again And we all need a little help but I won?t be taking it So bring on the rain Cause I?m
a name We all need a little help to get on our feet again And we all need a little help but I won?t be taking it So bring on the rain Cause I?m so
got your thumper on you my nig just in case we get into some funk? Naw remember they tided me down I put it back in the trunk Well I got mine on me homie
then I will It's me and 50 Cent my nigga Live in trife, and thats real Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife and dont kill Thats on for treal (?) I'm on
dead, and that's basics Slash racist, he'll rob ya parents and go Y'all crazy big wid no skill like ?????? bo Vinnie Paz bring physical rain And the
are the most prestigious (Oh, no question) When Apathy approaches the throne (Word up, yeah) All hail Caesar (You heard?) (Curt Cazal on the motherfuckin' track
] The devil. The devil's gonna try to stop the track Keep on coming back man. Keep on coming back. The devil. The devil's gonna try to stop the track.
the rain (straight up) Girls hold their eyes on the things I say 'Cause they used to catch, throwing down Gs on it We be stroking in the cab, breath on
they find? I'll tell you who's on my shit list When I rip this track Listen to the words, don't just hear the rap On the streets will you holla back?
game on point like broken glass Tight grip on da game gotta it cobra wrapped I?ma gobble dis bitch up look a Scooby snack Kill on da track like da dually
to kill Cutlass, bring da ruckus and ya looses ill Keep it goin' by, I keep flowin' the same And get open like the pussy on mystic rain Showin no shame
heading out of Alabama so you better think fast The wind is gonna pick me up now and the rain won't slack I'm heading down to Georgia so don't lose track
is gone and I cry out She loves me, she loves me not Yo she loves me [x2] Looking at your picture as it sits on the table As I put on my cable I wish
's up Vicious We're just back up here in the studio dumping tracks Hard tracks, soft tracks, gangster tracks, weed smoking tracks We gotta kick a track
s not a game So try to understand, Without your love I'm lost Let's give us another chance, I'm missing you Keep track on time it flies away fast Gonna
King) [Intro: RZA] Come on, come on Yo, ye-yeah, ye-yeah Where Ya At? Where Ya At? Takin' it back to 1982 Runnin' Brownsville as we bring you (Where
you can't rely on me Niggaz eyein me, with looks of they anxiety Wonderin what's in my heart, velocity or piety Yo, it depends on which one, you bring
