Luyện nghe bài hát Rain Drops

Tear drops in the on my bed
Still trying to keep my up
Know rather see me dead
And the raindrops keep on

I said keep on falling
And they on falling
I they keep on falling
Slaughterhouse, yo

I'm the product of when a nigga gives up
Crying, laying in the with the lid shut
got no family, my mind is tender
My daddy's invisible, my is Brenda, uh

If I survive I'm grow into
considers trash, the rope is to us
That mean I'm myself by living
The noose is murdered, that or going to prison

My mind's controlled before I learned control
What you living life, I call dying slow
I'm predisposed
The reaper the thing that can ease my soul, freezing cold

Feeling like I was given
And if I take it, at I choose
probably be in heaven when the pain stops
'Til all I'm hearing is wind and rain drops

drops in the pillow on my bed
Still to keep my head up
Know you'd see me dead
And the raindrops keep on

I said they keep on
And keep on falling, falling
this is my pain

Dear Auntie, I still feel your sorrow
Before you died, it's your body was mine to borrow
Like I jumped in your physical while you was
Going through miserable hell saying goodbye to

it makes me sad, angry, mad
How you were sent to heaven's path
Duct taped and gagged, plus raped and
Body draped in blood, what a to have

Such a pitiful end, I'm popping Ritalin like they
'Cause when I sleep, I can feel it and again and again
And it's difficult, is the wickedest Biblical sin
I'm talking about Mama's twin

I see your face when I at her
Her reminder of how been in the cold since 14 years old
I swear to God, I'll probably be in when the pain stops
then all I'm hearing is wind and raindrops
Rest in peace,

drops in the pillow on my bed
Still to keep my head up
Know you'd see me dead
And the keep on falling
Yeah, they on falling
Yeah, keep on falling, falling, falling, yeah

Nah, I ain't bricks on the Peter Pan
No around to teach me how to be a man
We was too high, didn't know we would land
Scraping coke on the weed til' niggas didn't see a

Alcoholic's child off of sugar water
Headed to you and thought about how good he was brought up
Coulda, woulda, one track mind
They say man of many hats buys a hooker for a

And now I'm writing a and the hood's the author
Called the Poker Face, The Look of Torture'
Teach you how to climb your way out that ditch
Me all I need is this pen and thick

Being so could mean you lit then
'Cause you trying to figure out a figment
I'll probably be in when the pain stops
'Til then all I hear is wind and drops

Tear drops in the on my bed
Still trying to keep my up
Know rather see me dead
And the keep on falling, falling, falling, falling

Check it out, I'm still waiting on my dad to get
He went to the store in '84 and I ain't seen him after
Another single mom public assisted the rent wasn't
So they had us back and forth in in the months of the blizzard

My sneakers leaned, the rubber was
No one on ones, they always me
No brothers and sisters to hold me
Along with headphones plugged into a cheap that ate tapes

Gun shots and me walking, I hate weights
A whole lot of crying, police chalking that tape
Ambulance on time, they like a day late
My cousin had to vacate, my best since age eight

Sometimes I can't hold I kid you not
get swollen holding on that tissue box, somebody get a mop
I'll probably be in heaven when the pain
then all I'm hearing is wind and raindrops

Tear drops in the on my bed
Still to keep my head up
Know you'd rather see me
And the raindrops on falling

Yeah, they keep on falling, they on falling
Falling, yeah, they on falling
And they keep on, and the keep on falling
Yeah, yeah, yeah,