| She looks from side to side
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| The tear drops fill her eyes
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| Cause once again she hears the sound of…
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| It’s insane when your brain filled with black rain
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| Yo when it rains it pours
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| I leave oceans on the floor
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| When I perform motherfuckers ain’t ready for Brainstorm
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| Some like to bust slugs
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| I like to show much love
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| Your rhymes just shizzle son
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| My flow flash floods
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| Cause of these rain drops keep falling on my head
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| But what it is, my thinking in my head is how I’m trying to get fed
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| I’m trying to break bread with my motherfucking friends
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| And get shit off my chest and out from under my skin
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| Because I’m smarter now, fully fucking focused, working harder now
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| I make it rain in the game, that’s why it’s watered down
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| So call your technical because the boy is foul
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| They say I’m crazy wild with the smooth and style
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| You got that booty style, you know that straight ass
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| You’re gonna see me in your motherfucking forecast
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| Look Fat Joe and Lil Wayne, I make it rain
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| Krush Unit, motherfucker that’s the clique that I claim man
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| Once again she hears the sound of showers
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| Rain drops keep falling on my head
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| Once again she hears the sound of showers
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| It’s insane when your brain feel the black rain
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| Yo you know who it is
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| Jaysaun, catch me smack dab in Berlin blowing an el
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| On my way down to purgatory throwing a shell
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| Cause I’m already knowing I’m going to Hell
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| To meet the Devil, before I go I got a story to tell
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| I spent my whole life hustling, wrestling fiends
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| You know the label’s called Duck Down, Special’s the team
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| My nigga look no further, I’m the best in the Bean
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| Dorchester’s upper echelon, the rest is a dream
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| I’m a ghetto boy, mind playing tricks all on me
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| On the Autobahn in Amsterdam, bitch all on me
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| My time’s finally come, I can’t say too soon
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| In an '88 Regal with the Snowgoons riding
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| Boston to the European Union
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| Does your album have room to let a Beantown goon in? |
| (Let me in!)
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| Too late now, fuck you pay me
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| I’ve been cursed with an evil verse, you can’t save me
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| Once the arrow launch you’ll get fat then skinny
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| Like Pharaoh Munch, mouth dry, throat parched
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| Beef bums with a barstool in a small pub
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| Drinking beers and?
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| They ask why I do it so soon
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| Cause it’s Edo and illegal in the Snowgoons
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| Don’t diss records on iTunes
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| Meet me in the center at high noon
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| Heads get popped like birthday balloons
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| Fresh blood ain’t red, homie it’s maroon
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| We attack pain, you attract plain
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| It’s insane when your brain feel the black rain
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| Welcome to the rap game
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| Stick up the rich and smack fame
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| Cause you act lame, Special Teamz the name
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| Edo G, Jaysaun, and Slaine, let’s go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Raining , by - Brainstorm. Song from the album The Best of Snowgoons, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп