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"Rainy Days" ft. Makaveli Trained
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[[Intro]]
'News Reporter: *Winds And Storms Raging In The Background* "As Gale Force Winds Of Katrina Continue To Rip The Once New Orleans From Its Roots We Are Left With But One Question... Why?" *Starts To Cry* "H-How Could This Be Happening?" *Falls To Knees And Feed Is Cut Off* ________________________________________ *Turns Tv Off*' ... [[Verse One: Makaveli Trained]] An unwanted amount of leisure time…..it's Spring and here's the dejavu Medalling with inanimate wall fixtures because there's nothing more to do Standing motionless, staring out the window hoping those angry clouds would move No one outside, no friends to hang with, bored as fuck and sleepy too These unfortunate circumstances, there's better ways the day could be spent Desperation shows, when you find yourself doing homework on the weekend (lol) By now I've seen 106 and Park twice and memorized the top ten You can yell and scream all you want…I just wish God would stop cryin ... A Child Lost In A Sea Of Nature's Fury [[Verse Two: Atticus]] Sit in the dark, a windows black heart rings rope about this homes last art. Starts with a drizzle before a damp skies shutter captures the devils mark and cries. A few drops to a tissue until a cloud is impaled. Satan rams a thorn in its side until the mighty winds waild. The wind rips through the valleys picking up every little alley to bevel the sick deviled tunes whipping the clouds ease. Now these titans battle, colliding down upon each ground. Dont even notice the cold dieing sounds. [[Chorus x2]] TV: "...Please, Just A 5 Dollars Could Help Save These Victims Of Hurricane Katrina" Please, in the rath of land and sea, im trapt. Led me your hand... Pull me out this quick sand at last. Please, stand for me because I can no longer pray, Save and save, but my pennies could have never fathemd this rainy day. ...Swimming In Fear [[Verse Three: Atticus]] The winds continue a quick assault to hault the devils waltz, but evils slick. Blumes tall his stance as his hands grasp at the sky. Never once the eye of heaven dry of black cries throughout the entire event. My entire home swept from my feet as these extreme hope's decent. Stood there in awe. Jaw long, watching this book of the almighty written in whips upon this roof. As then... a freedom graced my face as wet touched me from the feet up as inocence is casualty in the wars of land an sea... Katrina. "Please, Please Will You Help Me? [[Verse Four: Makaveli Trained]] Nothing on tv, my girl wont even pick up her fucking phone…..come on Jen It'll be over soon says my parents, okay…..how bout telling me when Feels like I have no life, can't stop movin, what happened to my discipline I should be doing something important, instead pop in a cd and listen to Ren Tired by noon, meant to take a short rest and find myself asleep by 8 pm Shit, next time I'm goin to the club, you can bet I'll never do this crap again Yep, another day wasted, look what the rain did, I didn't even see my friends But that's nothing at all compared to what Katrina did to New Orleans |
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