Yea [echoes]
I feel the rain comin down on me niggas, heh [echoes]
When the sun gon' shine? [echoes]
My lord, somebody us all, heheh [echoes]
[singer: repeat in background]
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the reign is callin murdaaa (Mur - da)
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the reign is callin murder (Mur - da)
[1st verse:]
Dear Lord, can you, feel my pain
If you can't it's alright, cause I'ma live my life anyway
Just let, it, rain - on me
I feel, so free like a, cool breeze
And when the sun dont, shine
Fold up the mini-blinds, load up them lucky 9
hit 'em from behind
That's, my, life - and it'll never be the same
Never again, and the game is to blame
Don't get caught up in your Range Rover, pullin over
On the Westside highway shoulder, nigga I'll blow ya
like a windshield, leave yo' mind on the windshield
And have yo' whip through in windmills, that's what rain feels like,
when it's hittin a little harder than drizzlin
pickles flyin out pistols, gotta niggaz cryin they Christians
I can't believe shit has come to this
It's unheard of, now it's gonna reign down murder
[Chorus]
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the reign is callin murdaaa (Mur - da)
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the reign is callin murder (Mur - da)
[2nd verse:]
God only breathes to confess to them, bury the rest of them
A storm is comin, I got a hundred mile runnin head start
On these niggaz cause it's murder for life
Drugs, bitches, the money be my only vice
But I'm livin life in the fast lane, doin the damn thang
In the
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