(Another song about the rain) Another song about the rain (Another song about the rain) Never rained so viciously Another song about the rain Another song about the rain Another song
翻訳: クラッカー. 雨については、別の歌.
breath. God bless my homie [insert name], he took one in the chest. And yes, but he still here to rap a song, just another day. While ya bullshhhhh, crack
man respond! Tell me 'bout the sun rain moon and stars Intergalatical metaphors from Mars! Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs Bite another line from Redman's song
wrestler if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue your face on the front of our shirts screaming we miss ya another day, another song, a mother prays another
thank everybody Who been riding with me so far, it's a been a long journey But they say your life's path is not about the destination It's all about
[Joell Ortiz:] I define gutter, everytime I rhyme I climb up another notch Hip hop got my spine smothered But I'll be fine brother My mind hovers above
me. when i crack wise just laugh to amuse me. who me, a raver? do me a favor, make like a blackhead and get out of my face crack head. each and
shine, no friends, just fans No wonder my hands, tight where the Internet ends I take back most of the flack The stress smokes, press me close to the crack
you wrong The name of the song is hold on, be strong It ain't gon' be that long, them folks won't do you wrong The name of the song is hold on, is hold
a hard disk drive Fate's right hand I don't understand at all Hard rain, fish seine, hurricane Jane Don't forget about Carla, when you're talkin' about poon tang Slow song
(feat. Joell Ortiz, Nino Bless, Crooked I, Royce Da 5'9") [Joell Ortiz:] I define gutter, everytime I rhyme I climb up another notch Hip hop got my spine
apart all 'em! (all 'em) Go call 'em! - I serve niggaz till they get borin' (borin') Midnight, midday, mornin'! {GOD-... } [gunshot] {DAMN! } Uh, this song
wrestler If them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue Your face on the front of our shirts screaming we miss ya Another day, another song, a mother prays Another
Well, actually I was born Jewish, I guess at this point you could say I was born foolish (haah) Yea, what about the grammys and the bubbly, What about
respond! Tell me 'bout the sun rain moon and stars Intergalatical metaphors from Mars! Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir Dogs Bite another line from Redman's song
frozen crack, a whole lot of pain I'm holdin' back Sheriff said, "F that roll the sack." I said, "If my skull was cracked, and blood ran out to the cul
