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(feat. Will Smith) |
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[Chorus: Jill Scott] |
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The little rain drops fallin' down on me |
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But I can't seem to feel it, feel it |
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Feel it coming over me |
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[Will Smith] |
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The rain gon' come through the window, pain will come |
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Black, white, rich, poor, it's the same old drum |
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Rainy days like the war, use wisdom as a weapon |
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Hold your head up, dry your clothes and keep steppin' |
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Let the children feel the rain, 'cause if they feel the rain |
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>From the wetness, they stand to gain |
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I came into the game, it felt like the middle of June |
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Music was warm, artists, like flowers, they bloom |
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Then boom, I shook the room, many felt the thunder |
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My time to shine, did it like summer |
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I wondered if the sun would shine forever |
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Pops said "rain gon' come", to him I said "never" |
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Chedder in the genes, face on screens |
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Got a benz wit' the sheen, but what did it all mean |
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I earned money and burned money, credit cards smokin' |
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Platinumn, grammys, famous, but still broke and |
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Not having cash put me in check |
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Yo, the road to the riches is slippery when wet |
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Amongst the fall is where you truly find yourself |
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Ever since then, the rain I never felt |
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Deal wit' it |
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[Chorus] |
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[Will Smith] |
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At age seventeen, the worst pain, a hurrcaine |
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Her first name still conjuers the rain |
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Vowed to never let nobody ever get me wet |
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Lest we forget, love is a four season concept |
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Many say the rain they can't stand |
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Never let the weather determine the man |
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God has a plan, from it I never ran |
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Follow my heart through the storm, my umbrella in hand |
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I'm Noah, life's my arc |
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Forty days and forty nights, still can't take my heart |
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Seen the fallen man |
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To dope and liquor brands |
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The devil'll dance to make it rain |
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Bringing the pain |
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Walk through the puddles of struggle on flooded streets |
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Soakin' wet, but mastered the art of peace |
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Through grey skies, I grew wise, on bended knees I knelt |
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Since then, the rain I never felt |
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What's wit' it |
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[Chorus] |
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[Will Smith] |
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Sometimes I sit in my room, stuff on my mind |
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Stress, can't rest, so I open the blinds |
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See kids in the streets, runnin' around |
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It wasn't touchin' 'em, but the rain was comin' down |
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I wondered how, with my mouth wide |
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Reminisce of the key, said I wanna go outside |
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In the rain, to see if the same would happen to me |
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'Bout that time, God started rappin' to me |
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He said "pain is the mother of change, the rain must flow |
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So the seeds of joy might grow |
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Don't be afraid, find shelter in me |
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The road to greatness, through the valley of adversity" |
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I felt the light as He proceeded to drop the gem |
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These little children, the world we must receive like them |
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I just smiled, and thanked Him for the cards He delt |
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And since then, the rain I never felt |
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What's wit' it |
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[Chorus] |