Luyện nghe bài hát Rain Drops

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

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

I'm the product of when a mama gives up
Crying, laying in the trash with the lid
Ain't got no family, my 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 hanging by living
The noose is getting murdered, or going to prison

My mind's controlled I learned mind control
What you call 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 least I
I'll be in heaven when the pain stops
'Til all I'm hearing is wind and rain drops

Tear in the pillow on my bed
trying to keep my head up
Know rather see me dead
And the keep on falling

I said they on falling
And they on falling, falling
'Cause is my pain

Auntie, I still feel your timeless sorrow
Before you died, it's like body was mine to borrow
Like I jumped in your shell while you was
through miserable hell saying goodbye to tomorrow

Everyday it me sad, angry, mad
How you were sent to heaven's sacred
Duct taped and gagged, plus and stabbed
Body draped in blood, what a fate to

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

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

Tear in the pillow on my bed
Still trying to keep my up
you'd rather 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 father around to me how to be a man
We was too high, didn't know where we land
Scraping on the weed til' niggas didn't see a plant

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

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

Being so bright mean you lit then
'Cause you start trying to out a figment
I'll probably be in heaven the pain stops
then all I hear is wind and rain drops

Tear drops in the on my bed
Still trying to my head up
Know you'd 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 that
Another mom public assisted the rent wasn't consistent
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 jumped me
No brothers and sisters to me down
with headphones plugged into a cheap Walkman that ate tapes

Gun shots and me sleep walking, I weights
A whole lot of crying, police chalking that fake
Ambulance never on time, like a day late
My cousin had to vacate, my best since age eight

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

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