't ask for pity until our land is dry for the weaker hearts there will be strength and a stronger will. in the land of Miracles waiting for the rain
won't ask for pity until our land is dry for the weaker hearts there will be strength and a stronger will. in the land of Miracles waiting for the rain
yeah! Partly cloudy wit' a slight chance of rain Gettin' high just to ease the pain And I smoke all night, smoke all day Back to back, sack after sack An oz. couldn't hold me for
surprised, 50 back on fire 50 back running round this bitch strapped Hitman for hire [Hook] [Pusha T] I sit with the liars, ducktape and tyres Been lost their soul They just waiting
'm a rider on a downbound train Last night I heard your voice You were crying, crying, you were so alone You said your love had never died You were waiting for
then you fumble. Jobs don't call a nigga back, so it's back to the hustle. Niggas praying for they moms, At the same time they moms pray for them. Ask
Pee is a believer so I'm waiting in the zone For DFLO, DFLO to take me home Now I hope it don't be too long Waiting on a train come to take me home
time, shit up for lit up, high drilly and shit Yeah, nigga you know the mix-up, we that squad for real Jersey Mob for real, it be kill or be killed,
a big red train is waiting to take me to the country again Then you'll come from Yonkers but why should I care it'll rain and rain for days and days
you stupid or something, let's go Aiyo, go against House Gang and handle the war In the streets we ain't asking who you handling for Wave my hand have
"You won the fight so easily" "You won the fight so easily" "Is there a challenge out there for you right now?" [Maestro Fresh Wes
, being pulled by Black Stallions. Waiting for Metallica to make another Black Album. Created a stone age cage, I'm fenced in. Watching doves cry in this purple rain
the pixels till the image burned classic bliss in a barrel and motivation in a basket ima cast it out to sea and wait for my comma to grasp it I
my departure day for i long for that day when we'll be dancin on the stormclouds to shake the rain from the sky onto our graves we'll all be waiting for
dreads I fucked up and just negotiated with the Feds Only if I put a tail on him, he'll be stuffed in a trunk sick waiting for slugs to wail on him
But when it rain man you can't duck the showers It's Byrd gang and you don't wanna fuck with ours Everybody talkin' 'bout this byrd gang money And this
Don't be scared, be worried, man. [Chorus:] Pass it, something sharp and wicked And I'll pass it back Don't worry I'll pass it back. It's raining, the rain
