how Do ya do, do ya do And that's a fine how Do ya do, do ya do And that's a fine how Do ya do, do ya do And that's a fine how See the ladies in their
Bluebird on a telephone line How are you? I'm feeling fine Sweetly do I whisper your name Lonely solo taxi ride to a cheap motel On the wrong side of
accepted I'd have to make it alone after feeding everything I had into a payphone and this is to the rain.. It felt like it was made of spit My parade
, oh Stop signs, oh, you're red and white Colored dots in the middle made me realize I'm high as a kite Do you think I'll be sleeping on my own tonight
, Cause I really saw my youth like a playful parade, So who the hell was on these city roofs making it rain; And who can I blame, for the state of my brain, Or
seem to hear it (Smiles turn to frowns) Contact saying that you are the rain on their parade. And how long could you hang on to a word? Tell me, how long could you hang on
roll (roll) the rain fall is really taking a toll on my mind and my body and on my spirit and soul the rains falling but I'm keeping a hold on the life
street lights flicker and Chuck Taylors hang And nobody know they neighbor's name 'less they sell weed or cocaine A lot of black clouds on a block but no rain
t resist The name Malicious and my aim don't miss A hollow tip in the clip with his name on it Thought he had a parade till we rained on it Now it's the
grind like Stevie Williams or Terry on the curb too I'm fly, movin dope, sick words, call me bird flu How the beats rain down and the verses pour Ev
, come on, what else would I be doing? Shit.. [Chorus] (What, what, what would I do?) If, like my people said, "I left it to you" (Tell me what, what, what would I do
? Is it gonna rain on our parade? Is your soul as light as a feather? Or am I flat out going insane? Say Mr. Brown how about your brother. Do you know
Heating up the winter with the flow They make it rain, rain, rain go away Come again brave, or when you bring a bit to help us grow (Meanwhile) We them pro parade
accepted I'd have to make it alone after feeding everything I had into a payphone and this is to the rain.. I felt like it was made of spit My parade
like me or not hey do you like me or not hey do you like me or not camera crews leave with rain on their lenses we leave with the first ones who befriend
drunk with power Join our bloody parade Break out your umbrellas today Insanity rains Rains insanity Rains Do it Do it Come on Do it Do it Oh Do it Do
Come with somethin better than that, to blow your mind more Gettin our shine on... I think this due for a storm, hurricane Mobb Rain on your parade and you can thank god Or
now and then a cloud rolls in Rains on my parade and then Talkin' this and that again, oh Let's break it down for a minute And roll it on up in third