[Interlude]

And it don't stop

Is the name of the show, I'm Chuck D, we take this right on out

With Royce Da 5'9", Obie Trice, Swifty McVay, Lazarus

And it called raindrops, is the name of the track

The album is the No Parachute mixtape produced by DubMuzik, thank you

[Hook]

Teardrops, began to fall. I can feel your pain

Raindrops, just hide it all

[Verse 1 - Royce da 5'9'']

I'm a product of when a nigga momma gives up

Crying, laying in the trash with the lid shut

Ain't got no family, my mind is tender

My daddy's invisible, my moms is Brenda

If I survive I'ma grow into what society considers trash

The rope is to us that mean' I'm hangin' myself by livin'

The noose is gettin' murdered, that or going to prison

My mind's controlled 'fore I learn mind control

What you call livin' life, I call dyin' slow, I'm genetically predisposed

The reaper the only thing that can ease my soul, freezin' cold

Feelin' like I was givin' life and if I take it, at least I chose

I probably be in Heaven when the pain stops

'Till then all I'm hearin' is wind and raindrops

[Hook]

Standing alone, teardrops, began to fall. I can feel your pain

Raindrops, just hide it all

[Verse 2 - Obie Trice]

Precipitation got my mind trippin'

Got me visualizin' suicide, take away from how I'm livin'

They say I'm God's children

Just know the odds that I dodge everyday don't oblige with him? uh, the city is drug, makin' me a livin' though

Playin' tug of war with life, momma [?]

Holdin' on a onion, hustlin' out a bungalow

Eyes designed to keep in mind that there's a end road

Ambition in us in a N-O, livin' conditions criminal

Intuition he gon' see a mortician, uh, sicker than a kinfolk

Stiffin' their position, probably be in Hell when the pain pop

Till then all I'm hearin' is wind and raindrops

[Hook]

Standing alone, teardrops, began to fall. I can feel your pain

Raindrops, just hide it all

[Verse 3 - Swifty McVay]

My life remains raw, containin' pain, tryna hang on

Everyday it be rainin' chainsaws, tryna maintain a relationship with God, while Satan is gasolin' in my drawers, I gotta stay strong

I'm wastin' paper, ladies in labor

You tryna take away my forty eight acres and strip me naked

My life's sacred, you never see me fakin' until I make it

I'm hopin' that God open that gate before I break it

Promises after promises

You'd think my momma done raise me to have no common sense

I keep swimmin' in obamanation

Drinks with hatred, bottle after bottle of mixed vodka

Click-clackin' a forty fifth

I know I'm gifted, but I won't use it for shit, by my own interests

As soon as I get rid of that selfish, bold instinct, I

I be holdin' the umbrella hidin' from raindrops