Текст песни Threat - When it Rains
Threat - When it Rains слова песни
{*radio dial being tuned*}".. we`ll have a high of fifty-nine degrees with the temperature dropping rapidly towards this evening."{*sounds of thunder and rain*}[Threat]When it rain it pours, it lightning and it thunders like a stormand that`s when they start transforminHe sent a letter to your favorite CinderellaCome to find out some fella done broke your umbrellaHe brought your name up, to salt your game upAs evil as it seem it`s like People`s MagazineThe cold as water`s homey don`t know meHe got my name caught up in the middle of some shit like Monie LoveHe even got Cupid lookin stupidHis aarow`s too narrow so they break like a toothpickThe ho just told me, she heard it through the grapevineWhen she ain`t with me, I`m havin a great timeI feel sorry for those that doublecross meCause this he say she say got me hot like coffeeBy the way snitches get found in ditchesOr Agent Salk might find your ass outwhile they fishin offshore.. cause when it rain it poursand I`m out in the rain.."Motherfuckin bitches. I`ll smoke that fool."[Threat]Players can`t trust they neighborsThey all in the Kool-Aid and don`t know the flavorWell this is a A and B conversationso C-ya, cause I`d rather see ya than be yaCause info travel like tumble around ears like Dumboand that`s the way it go, Captain Save-a-HoWhy you wanna dirty mack me?You must need some C-A-PShake shake shake shake shake shake and now I`m outsidein my socks, lookin like a bitch on the boxJust when you thought you owned herYou only had a common cold but now you got pneumoniaTesticles freezin like a eskimo`s dickI ain`t lyin y`all, Tylenol couldn`t do shitOn my back with my hat in need of medicineand the bitch still won`t let us in, I`m out in the rain"Aiyyo don`t worry bout NUTTIN `til you get up in that motherfucker then you can SMOKE that bitch! Aiyyo Threat, yo. I think she`s back there."[Threat]So beware of Sir Nose cause he lurks in your homeEven when your ass ain`t there he got a chair soif you come home and all your guests is on the steps it`sbetter than wakin up with hot grits on your chest sobone out, go to mom`s house and get your NyQuilDown this shit, it`s startin to rain like hailSo dear Mr. Postman, I hope the post office gothalf on your motherfuckin coffin when I catch you in the rain..