[Chorus - Sample from "Rain" by Uriah Heep]
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Now it's raining inside, but that's not unusual
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But the way that I'm feeling's, becoming usual
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I guess you could say
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The clouds are moving away
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[Joe Budden - talking over Chorus]
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Uh, what up Class?
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Joey
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Let me talk to 'em (oh!)
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[Verse 1 - Joe Budden]
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No more runnin from the black cloud, got it all mapped out
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I put it in a figure-four until it tap out (yeah)
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still there some that rather see me in a crack house
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Stick up kids stakin out the block tryin jack Mouse
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Newsflash if you thinkin I'm a cash cow
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You probably ain't a fan nigga, that ain't what I rap 'bout
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I'm on settin goals, tryin to achieve it
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I'm such an open book but they don't bother to read it (ha)
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The teacher said I would never get ahead (nah)
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All I could do is laugh, them threats was all funny
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According to her I'd be dead before twenty (uh)
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But it's cool, I've been mislead before hunnie (oh)
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I'm checkin for more money, you will be disorganized
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Use to starin at tortured eyes from my walk of life
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Want to let her know I got a lot left to give
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It's difficult to understand what you never lived
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[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
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[Verse 2 - Classified]
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Aiyyo, that's how my days go, from rain showers to rainbows
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I'm from the place of mayflowers and raincoats
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John Smiths and Jane Does
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A bunch of nobodies who talk shit out their a-hole
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But that's just the way it goes, I pay no mind to banks close
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I know it takes two to tango, so I lay low
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We brush 'em off age yo (oh!), not a word
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We're borderline assholes like immigration officers
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Word, it gets better and gets worse
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I'm more used to it everyday I'm on this Earth
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People think they know me real good (they don't, they don't)
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Tryin to pinpoint, judge me? (I know, I know)
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Y'all need to look a little deeper than the little whiff of reefer
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That I bring into the double feature movie at the theater
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I live away the day while you're playin your charades
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I could weather out the storm, so rain on my parade (I'm used to it anyway)
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[1/2 Chorus - w/ ad libs]
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[Verse 3 - Joe Budden]
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Uh, my sermon won't be over 'til church end (uh)
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My first Benz made me (what?), see I had the worst friends (uh)
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Meanwhile thought I was hangin with the same men (uh)
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Success ain't never change me but it changed them
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Something different about me, you can blame time
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It ain't a crime (what?), 'cause your problems ain't mine
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I learned quick if they don't care about everything that you bare
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Must mean that everything ain't meant to be shared (shared)
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[Verse 4 - Classified]
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I share the same views
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When things are gettin rough, there are few who remain true (ha)
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This ain't new (nah), ain't nothin unusual
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I don't need you, I'm glad that feels mutual
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How can you be so shallow, swimmin in the deep water?
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It's a fine line and your walkin on the edge
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Yeah I'm used to the rain fallin on my head
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But this weather got we wishin I was crawlin into bed
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It's cold, life is snowballin again
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[Chorus - w/ ad libs]
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Unusual
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