Tear in the pillow on my bed trying to keep my head up Know you'd see me dead And the raindrops keep on
I said they keep on And they on falling I they keep on falling Slaughterhouse, yo
I'm the product of when a nigga mama up Crying, laying in the trash with the lid got no family, my mind is tender My daddy's invisible, my is Brenda, uh
If I survive I'm grow what considers trash, the rope is to us That mean I'm hanging by living The noose is getting murdered, that or to prison
My mind's controlled I learned mind control What you call living life, I call slow I'm genetically The reaper the thing that can ease my soul, freezing cold
like I was given life And if I take it, at I choose I'll probably be in when the pain stops then all I'm hearing is wind and rain drops
Tear in the pillow on my bed Still trying to keep my up Know you'd see me dead And the keep on falling
I they keep on falling And keep on falling, falling 'Cause this is my
Auntie, I still feel your timeless sorrow Before you died, it's your body was mine to borrow Like I jumped in your physical while you was Going miserable hell saying goodbye to tomorrow
Everyday it me sad, angry, mad How you were sent to heaven's path Duct and gagged, plus raped and stabbed Body draped in blood, what a fate to
Such a pitiful end, I'm popping Ritalin they Skittles 'Cause I sleep, I can feel it again and again and again And it's difficult, killing is the Biblical sin I'm talking about Mama's identical
I see your face I look 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 'Til all I'm hearing is wind and raindrops Rest in peace,
Tear in the pillow on my bed Still trying to keep my up you'd rather see me dead And the raindrops keep on Yeah, they on falling Yeah, they keep on falling, falling, falling,
Nah, I ain't move on the Peter Pan No father around to me how to be a man We was too high, know where we would land Scraping coke on the til' niggas didn't see a plant
Alcoholic's raise off of sugar water Headed to you and just thought how good he was brought up Coulda, woulda, outta one track say man of many hats buys a hooker for a quarter
And now I'm writing a and the hood's the author Called the 'Obvious 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 bright mean you lit then 'Cause you start to figure out a figment probably be in heaven when the pain stops 'Til then all I hear is and rain drops
Tear in the pillow on my bed trying to keep my head up Know you'd rather see me And the raindrops keep on falling, falling, falling,
Check it out, I'm waiting on my dad to get back He went to the store in '84 and I ain't seen him after Another single mom public assisted the rent wasn't So had us back and forth in court in the months of the blizzard
My sneakers leaned, the was missing No one on ones, they always me No and sisters to hold me down Along headphones plugged into a cheap Walkman that ate tapes
Gun shots and me sleep walking, I hate A whole lot of crying, police chalking fake tape Ambulance on time, they like a day late My cousin had to vacate, my friend since age eight
Sometimes I can't hold I kid you not Eyes get holding on that tissue box, somebody get a mop I'll probably be in heaven the pain stops then all I'm hearing is wind and raindrops
Tear drops in the on my bed trying to keep my head up Know rather see me dead And the raindrops on falling
Yeah, they keep on falling, keep on falling Falling, yeah, they keep on And they keep on, and the raindrops on falling Yeah, yeah, yeah,