Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Raindrops, artist - Slaughterhouse. Date of issue: 10.08.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Raindrops |
| Tear drops in the pillow of my bed |
| Still trying to keep my head up |
| Know you’d rather see me dead |
| And the raindrops keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |
| And they keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |
| I’m the product of when a nigga Momma gives up |
| Crying, lying in the trash with the lid shut |
| Ain’t got no family my mind is tender my |
| Daddy’s invisible my Moms is Brenda |
| If I survive I’m grow into what |
| Society considers trash the rope is to us |
| That means I’m hanging myself by living |
| The noose is getting murdered that or going to prison |
| My minds controlled before I learned mind control |
| What you call living life I call dying slow |
| I’m genetically predisposed |
| The reaper the only thing that can ease my soul freezing cold |
| Feeling like I was given life and if I take it at least I choose |
| I’ll probably be in heaven when the pain stops |
| 'Till then all I’m hearing is wind and rain drops |
| Tear drops in the pillow of my bed |
| Still trying to keep my head up |
| Know you’d rather see me dead |
| And the raindrops keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |
| And they keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |
| (Cause this is my pain) |
| Dear auntie I still feel your timeless sorrow |
| Before you died it’s like your body was mine to borrow |
| Like I jumped in your physical shell |
| While you was going through miserable hell |
| Saying goodbye to tomorrow, everyday it makes me sad, angry, mad |
| How you were sent to Heaven’s sacred path |
| Duct taped and gagged plus raped and stabbed |
| Body draped in blood what a fate to have |
| Such a pitiful end I’m popping Ritalin like they skittles cause |
| When I sleep I can feel it again and again and again it’s difficult |
| Killing is the wickedest biblical sin |
| I’m talking about momma’s identical twin |
| I see your face when I look at her |
| Her reminder of how I’ve been in the cold |
| Since 14 years old (swear to God) |
| I’ll probably be in heaven when the pain stops |
| 'Till then all I’m hearing is wind and raindrops |
| (Rest in peace, Chacha) |
| Tear drops in the pillow of my bed |
| Still trying to keep my head up |
| Know you’d rather see me dead |
| And the raindrops keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |
| And they keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |
| Nah I ain’t move bricks on the Peter Pan |
| No father around to teach me how to be a man |
| We was too high didn’t know when we would land |
| Sprinkling coke on the weed so niggas didn’t see a plant |
| Alcoholic’s child, raised off of sugar water |
| Hid it so you would just thought bout how good he was brought up |
| Coulda woulda oughta one track mind |
| They say man of many hats buys a hooker for a quarter |
| And now I’m writing a book and the hoods the author |
| Called the «Obvious Poker Face The Look of Torture» |
| Teach you how to climb your way out that ditch then |
| Me all I need is this pen and thick skin |
| Being so bright could mean you lit then |
| Cause you start trying to figure out a figment |
| I’ll probably be in heaven when the pain stops |
| 'Til then all I hear is wind and rain drops |
| Tear drops in the pillow of my bed |
| Still trying to keep my head up |
| Know you’d rather see me dead |
| And the raindrops keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |
| And they keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |
| (Check it out) |
| I’m still waiting on my dad to get back |
| He went to the store in '84 and I ain’t seen him after that |
| Another single mom public assisted the rent wasn’t consistent |
| So they had us back and forth to court in the months of the blizzard (Freezing) |
| My sneakers leaned the rubber was missing |
| No one on ones they always jumped me no brothers and sisters to hold me down |
| Along with headphones plugged into a cheap Walkman that ate tapes |
| Gun shots and me sleep walking I hate weights |
| A whole lot of crying police chalking that fate tape |
| Ambulance never on time they like a day late |
| My cousin ain’t had to vacate my best friend since age eight |
| Sometimes I can’t hold them I kid you not |
| Eyes get swollen holding on that tissue box |
| Somebody get a mop |
| I’ll probably be in heaven when the pain stops |
| 'Till then all I’m hearing is wind and raindrops |
| Tear drops in the pillow of my bed |
| Still trying to keep my head up |
| Know you’d rather see me dead |
| And the raindrops keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |
| And they keep on falling |
| I said they keep on falling |