Luyện nghe bài hát Rain Drops

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

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

I'm the product of when a nigga gives up
Crying, laying in the trash with the lid
got no family, my mind is tender
My invisible, my Mom's 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 getting murdered, that or to prison

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Alcoholic's child 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 hats buys a for a quarter

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

Being so bright mean you lit then
you start trying to figure out a figment
I'll probably be in heaven when the stops
'Til then all I 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 raindrops on falling, falling, falling, falling

it out, I'm still waiting on my dad to get back
He went to the in '84 and I ain't seen him after that
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 jumped me
No brothers and sisters to me down
Along with headphones plugged into a cheap that ate tapes

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

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

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

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