Let It Rain - Violent J
Looks like rain
Sittin down in my crack house
Earning my pay
It's the southwest juggla claiming Delray
Violent J known by gang squad and police alike
I'm known to get wrong off the get right
Hanging out the truck I blow the mausburg off
Who the head of your set I blow your boss shirt off
I be the top dawg killa who the bomb don
You're soft like a bon bon in your Sean John
I'm riding dirtay up and down forth escort
I'm in a Ring Master gold super sport
And It's about to rain I see the weather bad
Hit the top on up like I better had
I cut back to the cut to get a cut of my cut
Because even in a hurricane a crack head will show up
I'll be the gang tag kayer gay fag slayer bag weigher
With a sweet street sweeped A.K'er I don't care
I like the darkness
It's bout to helly flow
Tornado sirens
Let it rain wicked sh*t
I like the darkness
It's bout to helly flow
Tornado sirens
Let it rain wicked sh*t
It's pouring man I'm smoking a blunt
It's pouring rain the hood soaking it up
But It's getting kind of windy and the walls are shaking
F**king roofs coming off I'm in a lazy boy baking
I see the crack heads trying to reach the porch
But the wind sweep' em off
Before they get to the door they only 90 pounds
Grab something held down because you looking funny flying around fag
Blunt wrap on my lap ash all over me
Playing Nintendo Mega Man 4 from 93
Shudders are shaking and the lightning is frightening
F**king windows are breaking man I'm thinking it might be a tornado
Go to the door open it up yup all the same back to my game
It's all right along as that mother f**ker stay outside I'm tight
I like the darkness
It's bout to helly flow
Tornado sirens
Let it rain wicked sh*t
I like the darkness
It's bout to helly flow
Tornado sirens
Let it rain wicked sh*t
Holy f**king sh*t what the f**k is happilating
The whole house spinning and shaking
Damn near breaking in half I take it and laugh
Because what the f**k can I do
I put the rocks in my sock so I don't lose them too
I'm f**king hanging on I lost all but my drawers
Somehow my game still good chilling on pause
We air born and the windows flying passing by
A crackheads waving at me still trying to buy
Mailboxes a pizza man some garbage cans
Then I seen a naked a** b**ch like damn
There was all kind a crazy sh*t caught in the storm
But before long all that sh*t was gone
