Tear in the pillow on my bed Still to keep my head up you'd rather see me dead And the raindrops on falling
I they keep on falling And they keep on I said keep on falling Slaughterhouse, yo
I'm the product of a nigga mama gives up Crying, laying in the with the lid shut Ain't got no family, my is tender My daddy's invisible, my is Brenda, uh
If I survive I'm grow into Society considers trash, the is to us That mean I'm hanging by living The noose is getting murdered, that or going to
My controlled before I learned mind control What you call living life, I dying slow I'm predisposed The reaper the only that can ease my soul, freezing cold
Feeling I was given life And if I take it, at I choose I'll probably be in heaven when the pain 'Til then all I'm hearing is and rain drops
Tear in the pillow on my bed Still trying to my head up you'd rather see me dead And the keep on falling
I they keep on falling And keep on falling, falling 'Cause this is my
Dear Auntie, I feel your timeless sorrow Before you died, it's like your body was 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 to heaven's sacred path 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 feel it and again and again And difficult, killing is the wickedest Biblical sin I'm talking about identical twin
I see your face when I at her Her reminder of how I've been in the since 14 years old I swear to God, I'll probably be in heaven when the pain 'Til then all I'm hearing is wind and in peace, Chacha
Tear in the pillow on my bed Still trying to my head up Know you'd see me dead And the keep on falling Yeah, keep on falling Yeah, they keep on falling, falling, falling,
Nah, I ain't bricks on the Peter Pan No around to teach 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
child raise off of sugar water Headed to you and just about how good he was brought up Coulda, woulda, outta one mind They say man of many buys a hooker for a quarter
And now I'm writing a book and the hood's the Called the 'Obvious Face, The Look of Torture' Teach you how to climb your way out ditch then Me all I need is this pen and thick
Being so could mean you lit then you start trying to figure out a figment I'll probably be in heaven the pain stops 'Til all I hear is wind and rain drops
Tear drops in the on my bed Still trying to my head up Know rather see me dead And the raindrops keep on falling, falling, falling,
Check it out, I'm waiting on my dad to get back He to the store in '84 and I ain't seen him after that Another single mom public assisted the rent consistent So had us back and forth in court in the months of the blizzard
My leaned, the rubber was missing No one on ones, they always me No brothers and sisters to me down Along with headphones plugged into a Walkman that ate tapes
Gun shots and me sleep walking, I weights A whole lot of crying, police chalking fake tape never on time, they like a day late My cousin had to vacate, my best friend since age
Sometimes I can't them I kid you not Eyes get swollen holding on tissue box, somebody get a mop I'll probably be in heaven when the stops 'Til then all I'm hearing is and raindrops
drops in the pillow on my bed Still trying to keep my up Know you'd see me dead And the raindrops keep on
Yeah, they keep on falling, they keep on Falling, yeah, they keep on And they on, and the raindrops keep on falling Yeah, yeah, yeah,