Testo Let It Rain Icp Insane Clown Posse

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Testo Let It Rain Icp Insane Clown Posse

Looks like rain
Sittin' down in my crack house earning my pay
It's the south west Juggla claiming Del ray
Violent j known by gang squad and pollies alike
I'm known to get wrong on the get right

Hanging out the truck blow the moss burg off
Who the head of your set ill blow your boss shirt off
Ill be the top dog killa who the bomb don
You're soft like a bon, bon in your Sean Jean
I'm riding dirty up and down fourth
Escort I'm in a ringmaster gold super sport
And it's about to rain I see the weather bad
Hit the top back up like I better had
I cut back to the cut and get a cut of my cut
Cause even in a hurricane a crack head will show up
I'll be the gang tag kaya gay fag slayer
Bag weigha with a sweet street sweep
Ay kaya don't care

(Chorus 2x)
I like the darkness it's about to helly flow
Tornado sirens let it rain wicket shit

Its purring man I'm smoking a blunt
It's purring rain and the hoods soaking it up
But it's getting kinda windy and the walls are shaking
Fuckin roof is coming off I'm in the lazy boy bakin
I see the crack heads trying to reach the porch
But the wind sweep them off before they get to the door
They only 90 pounds grab somthin held down
Cause you lookin funny flying around fag

Blunt rap on my lap ash all over me
Playing Nintendo mega man 4 from 93
Shutters are shaking and the lightning is frightening
Fucking windows are breakin man I'm think it might be a tornado
Go to the door open it up â❬¦â❬¦â❬¦â❬¦â❬¦â❬¦â❬¦ yup
All the same back to my game
It's alright as long as that motha fucks stays outside I'm tight

(Chorus 2x)
I like the darkness it's about to helly flow
Tornado sirens let it rain wicket shit

Holy fucking shit what the fuck is hapylating
The whole house is spinning and shaking damn near breaking in half
I take it and laughed
Cause what the fuck can I do put the rocks in my socks so I don't loose them too
I'm Fuckin hanging on I lost all but my â❬¦.some how my game still good chillin on pause
We air born in the window flying passing by a crack head waving at me still trying to buy
Mail boxes the pizza man some garbage cans than I see a necked ass bitch like damn
There was all crazy kind of shit caught in the storm but before long it was all gone