| Yea
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| I feel the rain comin down on me nigga, heh
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| When the sun gon’shine?
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| My lord, somebody help us all, heheh
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| I think the rain is comin back
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| I think the reign is comin murder
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| I think the rain is comin back
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| I think the reign is comin murder
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| Ja Rule baby!
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| Last Temptation, time to kill these niggaz
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| Dear Lord, can you, feel my pain
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| If you can’t it’s alright, cause I’ma live my life anyway
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| Just let, it, rain — on me
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| I feel, so free like a, cool breeze
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| And when the sun, gon', shine
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| Fold up the mini-blinds, load up the lucky 9
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| And hit 'em up from behind
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| That’s, my, life — and it’ll never be the same
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| Ever again, the game is to blame
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| Don’t get caught up in your Range Rover, pullin over
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| On the Westside highway shoulder, nigga I’ll blow ya like a windshield, leave yo’mind on the windshield
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| And have yo’whip doin windmills, that’s what rain feels
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| like, when it’s hittin a little harder than drizzle
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| And pickles flyin out pistols, gotta niggaz cryin they Christians and
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| I can’t believe shit has come to this
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| It’s unheard of, now it’s gonna reign down murder
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| I think the rain is comin back
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| I think the reign is comin murder
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| I think the rain is comin back
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| I think the reign is comin murder
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| God only breathes with the best of them, bury the rest of them
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| A storm is comin, I got a hundred mile runnin head start
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| on these niggaz cause it’s murder for life
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| Drugs, bitches, and money be my only vice
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| But I’m livin life in the fast lane, doin the damn thang
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| In the Ferrari hard top watchin «Hard Rain»
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| It’s a damn shame, no more games
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| No more love, baby boy I throw back slugs
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| through your Green Bay throwback, I hits that up And let you know where the reign is from
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| You ever heard of mixin whiskey with Jamaican rum? |
| You get Biggie
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| Mix gin with a little cocaine, you got me And my style is a little too savage to not be Be looked upon as one of the illest to MC
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| Y’all niggaz want it with me? |
| That shit’s unheard of Cause niggaz, now it’s gonna reign down murder
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| Nobody loves me Ja rule
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| Sometimes I wish the good Lord would come down and hug me I take a look at my life, it’s gettin ugly
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| And now I know that you all wanna slug me I can get above it, it’s my life and I dug it Even though I live it close to the edge
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| I’m gettin closer to death, with eve-rrry little step
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| that I take, in the awake of my last days
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| I hope the sun shines with a light rain
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| That would mean the world shared my pain
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| And now the world could be happy again, smile
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| Cause if I ever walk «The Green Mile»
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| You can look at me and blame it on my lifestyle
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| What can I say? |
| I was raised as an only child, lonely
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| Poppa didn’t show me, so the streets raised me To call me crazy is not unheard of Now it’s gonna reign down murder |