way, can you make it without me. Every other day, Its the same without you here *Bridge Try to find a way, can you make it without me. Every other
(by Gregory And The Hawk) If you be my star I'll be your sky you can hide underneath me and come out at night when I turn jet black and you show
I can't find a rainbow in the rain No, there's no such thing as old forgotten memories And I don't go lookin' for rainbows in the rain
your eyes By cutting out your tongue you save face Feeding on the blood lets running from a big day Cry on black rain, cry on black rain Cry on black rain
your face, girl I ever see is black rain [CHORUS] I know you?re tired of crying, crying (black rain) Inside you?re slowly dying, dying (black rain)
Z : We are, yeah, I said it, we are This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance Get y'all fatigues on, all black everything Black cards, black cars, all black
these old dudes talking bout Oh it aint that bad I walked through the snow to school Bitch we live in Tallahassee, a place where it never snows But it rains
It was a day like no other Clocks [hanging off] It was said they dropped the bomb And I walked out the door Feeling lonely, [I see rain/as a ray] Thinking
There was light and atomic fission Swelling wind Rising ash Tide of Black Rain Cement seared shadow traces Reminiscent of their last commands Instantly
, "Who caused my mother's tears, was it Washington or the Viet Cong?" Slow deliberate steps are involved. He takes them away from the black granite wall toward the other
there was light and atomic fission swelling wind and rising ash tide of black rain cement seared shadow traces reminiscent of their last commands
There was light and atomic fission swelling wind rising ash tide of black rain cement seared shawdow traces reminiscent of their last commands
a life where black babies can survive past five But we must have hope, quotin the reverand from the pulpit Refuse to turn the other cheek we must defeat
you deceased *static* Intro: Makaveli No doubt... to live and die in LA California -- what you say about Los Angeles Still the only place for me that never rains
the sorrow No I will be a candle in the rain So I?ll go on a light that?s burning in the dark Reaching out to others all around And though lightning
a fuckin thug Money on my mind imagine what's up in the trunk And it get me to the life of funk driver store's thug On the other ridges feelin like a
drinks at the bar i say i'm buying you declining i think that's kinda' bizarre! independent with the demeanor of an rnb singer make it rain finger (check
