Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rain (Bridge), artist - Beanie Sigel.
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Rain (Bridge) |
When the clouds turn gray behind sunstage, you got to experience the storms |
like me in the… Rain, bay don’t worry if it… Rains, To experience joy you |
got to feel a bit of pain, holmes things goin get better tell me can you stand |
a little bit of… Rain, I be your bridge when it… Rains. |
I’ll be your bridge. |
I’ll be your bridge. |
So you can… Take Cover. |
They say lightning don’t strike in the same place twice, well my man he doin |
life for the same case twice, chance for the pill thinner than a 10th speed |
wheel? |
What can I do but pray for em &keep things real, when the world start to |
neglect ya, &ya calls don’t get accepted &the work you put in for years get |
disrespected, ya baby mama reckless out there fucking them niggas &ya brother |
comin short with them digits you can count on my visits, I take you round the |
world in my pictures, I seen you on tour with some bitches, you my nigga, |
if ever you need that shoulder soldier I understand cry your river I’ll be |
your bridge to dry land my man. |
I been down some bad hands some niggas will probably fold, shits been cold |
another story left untold, from a kid to a nigga grown life goes on but I won’t |
shed tears nigga life goes on, seen blood shed for nothing they came trough |
buzzin when it struck em we charged to the game like fuck it, now get back ya |
bitches? |
When we hit we relentless, with murderers intent I attack you |
defenseless It’s senseless, I’ve been prayin for better days when in the cold |
dog, world like this you let it stray? |
By the money, the bitches the flushed |
out 6's the sickness that came from me killin my mamas son kept? |
, my mama, my brother he had a gun I got a witness &that's how I was taught to |
handle business, them burnin bridges in my path like the night while the rain |
drops fall from the sky like It’s ice. |
I Got…? |
My man he hold that, &that's the life of my blood you my homie from |
way back, from the age of yay high you was in grace to show? |
from the kitchen |
to the block we used to get that loot so if you need to call me you know what |
it is, I’ve always been a soldier so I’ll be your bridge, If the drought should |
come well I’m goin front ya, any day of the winter any thirsty summer, |
I’ll be your bridge. |