Yea {*echoes*}
I feel the rain comin down on me niggas, heh {*echoes*}
When the sun gon' shine? {*echoes*}
My lord, somebody help us all, heheh {*echoes*}
[singer: repeat in background]
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the rain is callin murdaaa (ahahaha)(Mur - da)(Ja-rule baby)
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)(kill these ni**ahz)
I think the rain 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 the lucky 9
hit 'em up 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 windchill, leave yo' mind on your windshield
And have yo' whip doin 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 and
I can't believe shit has come to this
It's unheard of, now it's gonna rain down murda
[Chorus]
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the rain is callin murdaaa (Mur - da)
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the rain is callin murder (Mur - da)
2nd verse:
God only breathes to contest 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 Ferrari hard top watchin hard rain
It's a damn shame, no more games
No more love, baby boy I throw back slugs
Through your Green Bay throwback, I hits that up
And let you know where the rain is from
You ever heard of mixin whiskey with Jamaican rum, you get 50
Mix gin with a little cocaine, you got me
And my style is a little too savage to not be
Be looked upon as one of the illest to MC
Y'all niggaz want it with me? That shit's unheard of
Cause niggaz, now it's gonna rain down murder
[Chorus]
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the rain is callin murdaaa (Mur - da)
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the rain is callin murder (Mur - da)
3rd verse:
Nobody loves me
Sometimes I wish the good Lord would come down and hug me
I take a look at my life, it's gettin ugly
And now I know that you all wanna slug me
I can get above it, it's my life and I thug it
Even though I live it close to the edge
I'm gettin closer to death, with every little step
that I take, and be awake of my last days
I hope the sun shines with a light rain
That would mean the world shared my pain
And now the world could be happy again, smile
Cause if I ever walk "The Green Mile"
You can look at me and blame it on my lifestyle
What can I say? I was raised as an only child, lonely
Poppa disowned me, so the streets raised me
you call me crazy it's not unheard of
Now it's gonna rain down murder
[Chorus]
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the rain is callin murdaaa (Mur - da)
I think the rain is callin murda (Murda)
I think the rain is callin murder (Mur - da)
- repeat to fade