Lyrics:
of pure hell
Justifications of red cells
Shh, rain drops hits the pails
Path is dull and narrow
You're stalked by a shadow
I pierced your skull with
of pure hell
Justifications of red cells
Shh, rain drops hits the pails
Path is dull and narrow
You're stalked by a shadow
I pierced your skull with
Creepin slow, but by the time you notice
It hits you like a hurricane
So blinded by your rage you rain on the parade
But please don't rain on the parade
Angelina, there's your smile
Settle down, I ain't lost
Yeah, I know it's been some time
Send me away
Say his name in vain
But say it one last time
I couldn't
Try to rain on my parade
I only throw parades when it rains
Rap version of Kurt Cobain
I moon walk in the purple rain
Lord I know my sins
in the coupe and i skirt off the lot
Your bitch suck my dick and she do it a lot
I pass to the bros cause i know she a thot
These bitches the same
the interview
want to be worldwide, but you can't fuck with I
You try, you die; don't deny the fact that you got your back
blown by binoculars,
like I'm TD jakes
Tell the bartender
Bartender send over the hard liquor
Money like a poker parade, not a card with us
Handshakin', fan basin'
Hosted by
dealt always been the one to press your luck
Dark days but you gotta part ways with all of your dark ways in order to move to the light
Demons on parade
an accurate time frame
For the May parade
Will I find happiness in the rain?
Will I find the cure to all my pain?
Da na na, da na na
La la la, la la la (Rah)
your own parade
'Cause when I chased my fears away
That's when I knew that I could finally say
I made it through the rain
I kept my world
It's raining outside
But can't rain on my parade
'Cause I've fallen in love
With my TA
He's got pretty blue eyes
The color of morning skies
I can't
here there for you
It's not really really really a thing
Where thought she loved me
It just the same
I'm just a rain on her parade
With all the mess
we're coming to rain on your parade
Look can you see it, everyone's try to say
Time to call it a day
You're compromised and everyone knows it
You had
time to rain on your stinking parade
Oh say can you see the land of the
free's become something it shouldn’t be
Check in the kitchen something
should I say
What should I say
What should I say
Should I ask for rain on your parade
To go away
I just pray to God that everybody bills paid
And remain in
rights for a lil' bit fame
Get in bullshit fights for a lil' name
To get noticed by some niggas that don't give two fucks about you
Till you make 'em
Changed negatives to plus signs
So you can rain on my parade
Until it runs dry
I'll be on the front line
Waiting with my drum line
Drummin' like
Hey
Hey
sheets
Right they ass chevy drove by bout' seventy shotguns
Loaded for your roller
Put em' straight to sleep
Hollow points hit my fuckin' window
Make you
(Child)
But I'll run down (Down)
On your crew and get buck wild (Crew, wild)
So what's up now? (Now?)
Came to bring pain and assist you in dyin'
There's
and I'm proud to say
It's the only kind of tune I listen to
I listen to Buck Owens every day
Okay, okay, well, well
Well, now that you've admitted
Grave yard then your fucking through
Fuck it all I'm really through
Tired of the sour mood?
Help me out
Den I'll be koo
Tryna get a buck
Having shordys by
Steps turn around like a western
Spin one-eighty degrees, squeeze off
Blow your chest in
Weigh shots by the unit's
Bang this opportunist
You want war, I'm
your throne of skulls and bones
Our sickness sold
We all have equal say
But last time I checked it certainly didn't look that way
Don't you rain on my
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