When It Rain

Album: Atrocity Exhibition (2016)
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  • With a bat
    Go dangerous on that cat
    Go Traxman, hit it from the back
    DJ Assault, bitch, let me bang
    Bruiser Brigade, we run that train
    Put that thang in her caboose
    Only way you hang is with a noose
    Beef with us, it ain't no truce
    Y'all niggas lame, y'all ain't like us
    Hanging with the devil off angel dust
    For that money, in God we trust
    All fall victim for greed and lust
    Who you 'pose to trust when guns gone bust?
    Living every day like it's the end
    Just waking up, feelin' like a sin
    Gotta keep a eye on your friends
    Cause everybody hungry in them streets
    Nigga rob ya grandma for something to eat
    Know it's fucked up, that's how it be
    Growing up living everyday in the D
    And it don't seem like shit gon' change
    No time soon in the City of Boom
    Doomed from the time we emerged from the womb
    So to cope, drugs we consume
    Here we go, now, here we go
    Ain't no water, how a flower gon' grow?
    Ain't no change, then how we gon' change?
    No umbrella, we stuck in the rain
    Dark clouds hanging all over our head
    No sunshine and them showers be lead
    Lighting up squares and them dots be red
    Now ya best friend gets shot in the head, damn

    Oh, you ain't know that
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now
    Oh, you ain't know that, did you?
    Better duck when you hear them gunshots go off
    Pop off when them shots go off
    Knock off, you try to play me soft
    Glocks all in yo face, dog
    No baseball, better run home
    Hit ya lung, blood on yo tongue
    Exorcist, yo head get spun
    Exodus, I might forget
    Bitch, when it's time for your ass be done

    You ain't heard it like this before
    They don't do it like this no more
    That get on up, that get on up
    That get on up, up on the floor
    You ain't heard it like this before
    They don't do it like this no more
    That get on up, that get on up
    That get on up, up on the floor

    Oh, you ain't know that
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now
    Oh, you ain't know that, did you?
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now
    Oh, you ain't know that
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now
    Oh, you ain't know that, did you?
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now

    Time for the percolator
    Murder music orchestrator
    Point blank hollow tip circulator
    Your ass lucky if you on respirator
    I'm like Vega rolling with that blade
    Kid don't play, wanna catch that fade?
    Shoot the house party up with them K's
    Shut down when we hit the DJ
    That Detroit shit, do the Rambisco
    Minks and Gators, pistol the disco
    Eating crawfish up in Fishbones
    Heater off safety, watching the Pistons
    Niggas get pissed on no-fly zone
    Call Uncle Trick when you hit my home
    Beef with him? Don't hit my phone
    D vs. everybody, ain't no song
    Coming from the city where them goons be lurking
    Get caught slipping, yo ass will be hurting
    That's for certain, yo ass be curtains
    Young niggas out there puttin' that work in
    On you scoring for a pair of Jordans
    Whole damn city probably got a couple warrants
    Why the county jail always stay crowded
    They don't give a fuck, they just go POP

    Oh, you ain't know that
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now
    Oh, you ain't know that, did you?
    Better duck when you hear them gunshots go off
    Pop off and all them shots go off
    Knock off, you're tryna play me soft
    Glocks out in your face, dawg
    No baseball, better run home

    You ain't heard it like this before
    They don't do it like this no more
    That get on up, that get on up
    That get on up, up on the floor
    You ain't heard it like this before
    They don't do it like this no more
    That get on up, that get on up
    That get on up, up on the floor

    Oh, you ain't know that
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now
    Oh, you ain't know that, did you?
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now
    Oh, you ain't know that
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now
    Oh, you ain't know that, did you?
    When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Writer/s: Daniel Sewell, Delia Ann Derbyshire, Paul Michael Williams White
    Publisher: WARP MUSIC LIMITED
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