It's been years Since I held you in my arms And surrendered to your charms Many years Long ago I was underneath your spell Thought I'd never live to tell
way I know it's getting harder, but hey If your world should crumble, yeah And the rain gets in Running through your skin Soaking you outside in The rain ... see it
take, five years I'm still praying Damn it's out of hand, balling out of control I love the fame and the fortune, but I sold my soul Bring it back Lord
Out in the shiny night, the rain was softly falling The tracks that ran down the boulevard had all been washed away Out of the silver light, the
Clue! Holla at cha boy Skatin Dolla Duro! it's our year man Desert Storm, we gon' kill niggas man You already know what it is It's a ho'cide man Stop
We have seen the rain, together We have survived the pain, forever Oh it's good to home again Its good to be with my friends Oh it's good to be home again It's
up No more pain, I'm not insane I'm just hurting But I been looking for feel good's, 27 years and still searching If it ain't one thang, it's another
bulletproof, that's why they like to compete But run your badass over Ridgemont you be dead before you get to Ridgecrete You think it's a game, but I've been
Maintaininnnnn, there'll be no mo' complaininnnnn It's alright, if only for one niiiight Maintaininnnnn, tryin to keep it from raininnnnn It's alright
It'll be the nigga, in the damn Polo That's the Ralph Lauren, jackers ain't barring Why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreign Said it like
P., to my motherfucking mother That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew There's ten toes planted, in my motherfucking shoe I gotta be a man, hope you understand There's
It'll be the nigga, in the damn Polo It's the rap lawing, jackers ain't barring Why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreign Said it like I
a soldier, recognize the signs of the time It seems it's kill or be killed up in this stony life of mine Can you feel it, when it's hard to rub against
times, and the way that it look I don't think that it's gonna get better, the only thing that's here Is to suck it up, inside I know that's why we not
the window birds don't sing, how does it feel (Chorus - 2x) (outro) How does it feel, how does it feel My nigga how does it feel My nigga how does it
in my life, it's still hard in my life Motherfuckers call it so close, to be fraud in my life And I can't understand, Z-Ro ain't doing no wrong That's