โหลดเพลง mp3 Fallin' Rain - E-40

Fallin' Rain - E-40
From a small ass little tadpole

swimmin in a fallopian tube
To a fixture on my soil,

a stand up type a dude
I was brought up in the
crack game dealin and pushin that stuff

Arguing with my folkers
cause we loved eachother so much

Ditchin and dodgin the rollers,
grippin the block real tuff

Strikin and scootin them
Novas and them Chevrolet stepside trucks

Me and my brother Dennel,

Kevin, Dalon, and Black

Little Ray, Billy, and Ivory and
them from the Magazine Street camp

Posted up like thumbtacks,

talking on faulty big backs

Motorola, A1 yola, glad bag fulla Tic Tacs

In the mean time, in between time,
in my spare time writin raps

In the front yard, in the driveway,
on the concrete shootin craps

You think you know,
but you really don't have no idea

Listen to discography of E40,

real talk for real

Moons ago, way before I even had a career

I got my nickname on the
turf for drinking hecka beer

And never letting the older
cats up in my hood pump fear

Funkin with my own soil, listen here

Jealous cause we had all
the broads and all the gear

Up the ladder I'm tryin to climb,
game sharper than a porcupine spine

Don't gimme nothing,

I'ma work for mine, try and grind, grit and grind

Hot ones echo through the
ghetto, funkin all the time

I thank the Lord for giving
me the gift to spit this rhyme

A loaf of bread, a stick of butter and some milk

Around the corner from the
spot where all the dealers dealt

Trials and tribul-i-zations,

me and my peopl-i-zations
Tryin to get this music off the
ground with high ass expectations

Took a little time and patience,

a little faith in God

To make a long story short,
look at me now sahob

I'm doing it chubby like the checker,
chunky like the soup

A de- a decade and a half and still in the loop
In case you suckers didn't know,

I told you once before
I ain't rapping too fast,
see y'all just listening too slow

I paved the way for the independent grind

The industry they mimick me,
but don't wanna gimme mine