Let It Rain

Looks like rain

Looks like rain

Looks like rain

Sittin' down in my crack house earnin' my pay

It's the southwest juggler claimin' Delray

Violent J, known by the gang squad and police alike

I'm known to get wrong off the get right

Hangin' at the truck I load a mausburg off

Who the head of your set I blow your boss shirt off

I be the top dark killer, Who da bomb don

Ya soft like a bon-bon in ya Sean John

I'm ridin' dirty, up and down in a ford 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

'cause even in a hurricane a crack head'll show up

I'll be the gang tag kayer, gay fag slayer

Bag weigher with a sweet street sweep A.K'er

I don't care

I like the darkness

Its bout to helly flow (It pours)

Tornado sirens

Let it rain

Wicket shit

(2x)

Its boring man, I'm smoking a blunt

Its pouring rain the hood soaking it up

But its gettin' kinda windy and the walls are shaking

Fuckin' roofs coming off, I'm in a laz-why-boy bakin'

I see the crack heads tryna' reach the porch

But the wind sweep 'em off before they get to the door

They only 90 pounds, Grab something held down

'cause you lookin' funny flying around..fag

Blunt wrap on my lap ass all over me

Playing Nintendo "Mega Man 4" from '93

Shutters are shaking and the lighting is frightening

Fuckin' 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 its all right

As long as that motherfucker stay outside I'm tight

I like the darkness

Its bout to helly flow (It pours)

Tornado sirens

Let it rain

Wicket shit

(2x)

Holy fuckin' shit what the fuck is happilatin'

The whole house spinning and shaking damn near breaking in half

I take it and laugh 'cause what the fuck can I do

I put the rocks in my sock so I don't lose them to

I'm fucking hangin' out, I lost all but my drawers

Somehow my game still good chillin' on pause

We airborne and the windows flying

Passin' by are crack heads wavin' at me still trying to buy

Mailboxes, a pizza man, some garbage cans

Then I seen a naked ass bitch like, Damn!

There was all kinda crazy shit caught in the storm

But before long all the shit was gone