Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Clouds, artist - ComplexionsAlbum song God's Favorite, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Black Clouds |
| Yea niggas always asking questions man |
| Like why y’all niggas so wild |
| Y’all niggas go everywhere, shotouts, fights, things going on man |
| Y’all niggas doing y’all thing, getting a little paper man |
| Why ya’ll niggas can’t stay out of trouble man |
| It’s like black clouds be following us man |
| Time for ya’ll niggas to get to know Nore |
| Niggas wanna know yo what’s wrong with the god |
| Cause every other day it’s on with the god |
| Every week a different beef |
| Yea and my niggas cock guns and buy them for cheap |
| Shotouts in front of here and there let’s be clear |
| And we done sent niggas to intensive care |
| You see guns no problem, beef is no problem |
| Niggas start snitching, thats weak, thats a problem |
| I stay quiet, and don’t talk to the press |
| Fuck a courtroom, I’m good on the street with tec’s |
| Nigga Deuce locked, he got 15 years like booth |
| He just went up, shit got me bent up |
| It’s time to celebrate, but wait my niggas ain’t here |
| My father ain’t here, Pun ain’t here |
| It don’t seem like life treating me fare |
| I drink Henny, it’s stronger than that Belvedere |
| Black clouds over my head, follow my lead |
| Waking up in the morning beer and weed |
| Why the fuck it seems like, it’s so hard to breath |
| Why the hood seems like it’s hard to leave |
| We been waiting on this money for quite so long |
| And my niggas on the run now, way to long |
| Black clouds go away for the rest of the day |
| Black clouds just go away, don’t fuck up the day |
| I make good music, and thats the reason I sold |
| Through out platinum albums, and shit went gold |
| I can’t stress this cause god, I’m on the guest list |
| Feeling like Xzibit, straight restless |
| When it’s my turn to blow, and own the cable |
| I sold eight hundred thou on the penalty label |
| And man shit deep, I ain’t reach my peak |
| It’s my fifth album, ain’t none of it weak |
| I admit Melvin Flynt my soul wasn’t there |
| Recording in the studio, mind wasn’t clear |
| Said had to backup blunts and skunks |
| No quotables still ain’t get rhyme of the month |
| Black Clouds follow me, like where ever I go |
| Even when I ain’t stressed, and I’m ready to flow |
| I just let go, just let me know |
| It’s going be a better day, my seeds is celo |
| Black clouds go away |
| You been on slime back like everyday |
| Everytime I turn around, you bringing drama my way |
| I don’t know how I deal with beef today |
| «Black clouds» it seems you always with me |
| Can’t get no paper unless you there with me |
| Can’t go nowhere unless you there with me |
| I don’t even care, who else is there with me |
| Black clouds go away |
| You been on slim back like everyday |
| Everytime I turn around, you bringing drama my way |
| I don’t know how I deal with beef today |
| «Black clouds» it seems you always with me |
| Can’t get no paper unless you there with me |
| Can’t go nowhere unless you there with me |
| I don’t even care, who else is there with me |