I know I?m crazy Crazy enough to know that I?ll find a way to make this all go away Inside it?s raining Inside it?s raining Inside it?s raining Inside it?s raining
Inside it's rain (I'll make this all go away) Inside it's raining (I'll make this all go away) Inside it's raining (I'll make this all go away) Inside it's raining
?ll put this fire out and stop this burning Inside it?s raining y only out, so just forget about talking me down I?ll put this fire out and stop this burning Inside it?s raining
I?ll put this fire out and stop this burning Inside it?s raining y only out, so just forget about talking me down I?ll put this fire out and stop this burning Inside it?s raining
of a man dying [Jah-Born (of Medina Green)] Y'all seen the front page? another black man slayed By the beast hit with a rain, or 4 glocks got sprayed
you leave this life Are you white, blue or bloody red All I can see is drowning in cold grey sand The winds of time You knock me to the ground I'm dying
you leave this life are you white blue or bloody red all I can see is drowning in cold grey sand The winds of time you knock me to the ground I'm dying
with rhyming, Of course if I'm writing my name upon your corpse it's a signing, There's hoards of them vibing, smiling at the thought of us dying, The
petal of a rosebud Next to you all the others could be weeds You're the only one my garden needs Ooh, you know the art of conversation Must be dying
the petal of a rosebud Next to you all the others could be weeds You're the only one my garden needs Ooh, you know the art of conversation Must be dying
here Slow smoldering Slow smoldering heat Lapping at your skin Pulling you down again I wish that I could Fan back to life The dying embers Of my long
I'll close my eyes now The first sunshine was mine Look for me among the flowers Sleeping with the earth My Dying Bride Through a rain of tears
eyes now The first sunshine was mine Look for me among the flowers Sleeping with the earth My dying bride The pity I fashion Through a rain of tears
outcry Like why is the ghetto always on the southside Skeptics will understand the art of war when they lock the streets and declare martial law when a rain
us how to live here And then they scattered to the wind, leaving only tears behind them And an old forgotten art And all their memories, dying with a
of a man dying {jah-born (of medina green)} Y'all seen the front page? another black man slayed By the beast hit with a rain, or 4 glocks got sprayed
You can see her Whenever it rains From Rome to New Orleans Dancing on the graves Burden by the heart She loves her sunglasses after dark And every single
Oi! Nineteen nineties and the nazis are back Family burnt out in an arson attack Children lying in hospital dying of their burns It's about time that
