Anybody I can see the Earth startin' to shift out No trace of the since the face burnt out Watch the rain fall hard and heavy Dark black, light but it would burn severely You could call it the body of the Hand of the super unnatural, keepin' you focused If the rain didn't get you, you're here for a reason: To spread the word to the that the Pod is in season
Monoxide You can hear the clap The moon gleamin' like the eyes of a cat The Lotus is back, bitch And you can feel the pulsatin' And the start hatin' But all been anticipated And we've been waitin' 'till the is right To get on you bitches who misguided the light And anybody who get it, get the fuck out my sight Bitch, I ain't explainin', I'm claimin' your life, bitch!
These black keep fallin' down You can tell there's goin' on, take a look around These black raindrops fallin' down Arms spreadin' to the Lotus Cross, holdin' it These black raindrops keep down And I don't why... why black raindrops keep fallin' down And I may never why... know why
J: I'll a runnin' chainsaw blade all down your throat And outta your ass I cut your in half I be bloody, need somebody blood on my body I need to be the bloodiest i buddies and hotties I'm 'bout to for the Lotus Black rainin' falls 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' wit' the 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 that they're tryin' to turn the kingdom Hell I was appalled, put his head in my burlap And just then Black Rain hit me in the Ice cold raindrops that look black blood Are falling all over the neighborhood (And here it now)
Jamie A new age, a new Now that the are aligned Imagine a sign Imagine da minds waitin' to be fixed (With the petals of the you can answer all that shit) We the unstoppable All you haters of Armed with the And the is the power source Wicked, red clouds, filled with Black Rain, up Until become too heavy and burst and I show up
2 Dope: Maybe your ain't heard It's the Pod, bitch, and we're back like a message bird Lift your chin, face to the skies, Black Palms out, the sting and let your soul get drained We don't a fuck, like it or not up in the mirror shots and all Juggalo spots I'll put a stain on little blade pieces when we out, bitch, the Black Rain increases
How do I know this is part of my real How do I know this is part of my life? life.