'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
rappin' in the attic, yeah I'm crouched in the basement shoutin' "Couch" is the greatest hit Dirty as the anus is, fans stand in rain for this They even
five in the rain in the ride Eatin hot from the flame of the nine No stranger to danger am I Matter of fact i'll be bangin for mine Got a closet full
like I'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
The Chest On The Floor Nigger, Blowing Out The Pound Nigger Paper Chasing With This Money On My Mind Nigger Going To The Club, Letting It Rain On These
you (yeah) Ooooh (yeah), his whole life through (that's right) He's been walking through the rain (rain) Until the day he rhyme for you (uh
the front page 'singer kills himself for love' think of all the hurt and outrage it would cause in my fan club loading rocks into their purses they will lay in wait for
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
strong arm steady cause you will be shot, This is the land of the keys, the home of the gang, Now sit yo five dollar ass down for I maintain, [Chorus
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
