SCREAMING AT THE RAIN

(альбом: City Morgue Vol. 2: As Good As Dead - 2019)

Hey, how was today?
What did you fuck up, and then who did you blame? (What?)
How do you even go look your kids in your face?
With your manhood breaking all over the place
I'm the same, in every way
Scared to see the consequences brought in my way (What?)
Staring at the soap, and there's blood on the trace
Of anything and everything just wanna keep up the pace (What?)

Hey, many times I've prayed
Hoping life won't stay the same
Hoping life will fucking change
Just screaming at the
Hey, they called me insane
Hoping I won't be a face
Hoping I won't be a phrase
Just screaming at the rain

Mula!
Bitches used to curve me, now it's my year (Fuck outta here)
I been in and out of jail for like five years (Sleezy)
When they killed my nigga Woozy, man, my eyes teared
Now niggas getting killed, ain't no idea (Boom, boom)
I feel sorry for the crackheads and happy for myself (Mula!)
Prolly waste my youth, selling crack since I was twelve (Work)
Riding in the Caddy, automatty on my belt (Boom)
Now you got your hand out and I was asking for ya' help (Fuck outta here)
I'm the same, I ain't ever switch up on the gang (No-no)
I ain't ever give up on my dreams
But sometimes I wanna blow out my brains (Boom)
Drugs take away all of my pain (Mula!)

Hey, many times I've prayed
Hoping life won't stay the same
Hoping life will fucking change
Just screaming at the
Hey, they called me insane
Hoping I won't be a face
Hoping I won't be a phrase
Just screaming at the rain