themselves, There was no need for heaven, no such thing as hell, no hunger, no fighting, no homeless alone in the streets, Isn't that how it should be
Translation: Rain, Carolina. How It Should Be.
Slow the shit down now so I can catch it I'm gon' catch it, catch it, catch it Play it to the band 'cause Petey Pablo threw me a bone So I could fetch
the right horse Good Lord! It ain't a game anymore It's a rain forrest of wack shit and I don't want no part to it I done built me a fort I'm prepared
(It's a Big Daddy thing) And the rest of the world As we go a little somethin' like this (It's a Big Daddy thing) Let it rain let it rain to be put it
shoulder hurts But here I am, copin' with it all Dealin' with the traffic, reelin' from the fumes Dealin with the everywhere I look bad news And wonderin' how on earth I should be
singing) You know how to love me Makes me feel so good (let it rain let it rain) You know how to -- you know how to love me *laughter* Makes me feel
know how to love me Makes me feel so good (let it rain let it rain) You know how to - you know how to love me [laughter] Makes me feel so good - Flex
right horse Good Lord! It ain't a game anymore It's a rain forrest of wack shit and I don't want no part to it I done built me a fort I'm prepared for
gone Slow the shit down now so I can catch it I'm gon' catch it, catch it, catch it Play it to the band cause Petey Pablo threw me a bone so I could fetch
be that hard Put yo sets in the air, let me see ya'll boys All my good pussy women, if ya fucks wit' me It should be that fuckin' hard ta throw it up
