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lirik lagu rain – jay anfernee

[verse 1 + hook: tetneek]
yo. blood. she on a flight to go see her brother laying on some hospital sheets, status critical. “what it’s gon’ be, doc?” she couldn’t believe her bro’s swimming with the fishes in some concrete briefs
take a seat, she reminiscing. they all said he’s a bad guy, but now they miss him. started twisting their words like “i always prayed for him at church”, but they don’t really love the sheep that went stray from the herd
they don’t really know what she and him would sell on the curb. that bond was dope, and you fiends got the nerve to b-tt in for an ego fix? suck a d-ck. a relationship with him was war and you ain’t equipped
you ain’t fit to run your mouth for so long. how you figure? honestly, y’all some selfish niggas. matter of fact, they spent years together, shed tears together as young’uns. they were like the closest peers
whenever he had a problem, picked up the phone just to call her up and it was cool like my collars up. moved away to get her dollars up – picked up the phone, heard the news, hopped the plane like “what the f-ck?”
she landed with her face soaking, demanded every notice of his condition. a chair to the head left his position. the doctor’s closing words left her mouth open. they shared everything but that last moment
yeah

hook: it doesn’t matter what you cry for
what you sweat for. what you bleed for
the lord will send the rain to wash it all
all you gotta do is lean against the wall (x2)

[verse 2 + hook: kreecher] sweat. imagine, a black man working all day just to take home just about 24 k a year. let me do the math for the slow ones: that’s just about 2 thousand for a whole month
a nigga barely getting by as it is, then he gotta deal with baby momma and them kids. not to mention them overdue bills
stressing so much, he in the room popping pills
and everybody bringing him down – nobody positive. they wanna take him for a clown. pastor said thou shall eat by the sweat of thy brow, but he’s fed up of keeping his head up and off the ground
he often found his comfort in sleeping around, slitting his wrist and grinning. he’s pissed and wishing he’d hit the jack pot. he was finna be rich, but that wasn’t so easy when reality hit
he still wanna give his family gifts. everybody had a struggle, but he never knew it had to be this. he’s starting to lose the faith but he keep praying, cuz he don’t wanna end up six feet layin in clay and
niggas reading out fake eulogies, talking ’bout who the g and all that foolery, but don’t laugh cuz it coulda been you or me. we just lucky that we got bluer seas

[hook]

[verse 3 + hook: jay anfernee] tears having a rabbit’s race down my face and they all taught me that i should always tie my lace
cuz i keep on falling when i chase whatever. cry rivers in a bottle, drink it up and blame peer pressure
what’s a heartbreak if you’re just a b-tchy juvenile?
what’s a match if a joker’s pissed off as usual?
what is spilled milk if you caused it to turn?
i’ll mop it up quick and never dare to return
no offense gabriel, but we been tryna ride christ’s d-ck and still cheating with lucifer on the side
so when my dad dies and they try to get us to kiss his -ss fast to p-ss him as an angel i decide
to cut the shit off, look on with dry eyes while they preach eulogies half packed with f-cking lies
they then become clowns when the money in his will’s revealed, that’s the kinda shit’ll make me pennywise
wolf eat wolf from upper to lower cl-ss. a lot of bullshit that helped to grow the green gr-ss
mugging jack for his jacket, seizing what is caesar’s
tears meant nothing if they jacked you for your jesus
what you crying for? if the world can break you then what you trying for? open your eyes to the sky
the drops will make your vision 20/20. never blend with any who tend to be ten a penny

[hook]

- jay anfernee

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