Anybody I can see the Earth startin' to inside out No trace of the moon since the burnt out Watch the rain fall hard and heavy Dark black, dirt but it would burn severely You could it the body of the Lotus Hand of the magical unnatural, keepin' you focused If the didn't get you, then you're here for a reason: To the word to the world that the Pod is in season
Monoxide You can the thunder clap The full moon gleamin' like the of a cat The Dark is back, bitch And you can feel the ground And the haters hatin' But it's all anticipated And been waitin' 'till the timin' is right To get bombin' on you who misguided the light And anybody who don't get it, get the fuck out my Bitch, I ain't explainin', I'm just claimin' life, bitch!
These black keep fallin' down You can tell there's something goin' on, take a look These black raindrops keep fallin' Arms to the Lotus Cross, holdin' it down These raindrops keep fallin' down And I know why... why These black raindrops fallin' down And I may know why... know why
J: I'll a runnin' chainsaw blade all down your throat And fuckin' your ass I cut your in half I gotta be bloody, need somebody on my body I need to be the i bloody buddies and hotties I'm 'bout to murder for the rainin' falls upon us And I don't no more therapy I know who I am And I don't like it playing through brain blew ya kablam!
Blaze Ya Dead I sit alone speakin' the head of a raven He sat and told me why my life's worth savin' So I shot him in the face, then I shot After he said they're tryin' to turn the kingdom into Hell I was appalled, put his in my burlap sack And just then Black Rain hit me in the Ice cold raindrops look like black blood Are falling all the neighborhood (And here it comes now)
Jamie A new age, a new Now that the planets are Imagine a sign Imagine da broken Just waitin' to be (With the of the Lotus you can answer all that shit) We the force All you of course Armed the fury And the family is the power Wicked, red clouds, filled with Black Rain, up Until they become too heavy and burst and I up
2 Dope: Maybe your ain't heard It's the Pod, bitch, and we're back like a message bird your chin, face to the skies, Black Rain Palms out, the sting and let your soul get drained We don't a fuck, like it or not Lotus up in the shots and all Juggalo spots I'll put a stain on they blade pieces 'Cause we out, bitch, the Black Rain increases
How do I know this is of my real life? How do I know this is part of my real life.