Before the Rain
Damn, this life is crazy
I don't got no babies at the same time
Trying to find a diamond in a lady
But if I am honest, don't think I could call it
Had a rough young adulthood, heart is full of darkness
Momma put her all in, poppa put his all in
They was trying to make sure I was balling like Spalding
Had a fresh suit, fresh clothes, baby walkman
But I overheard all them other things they were talking
Inside I feel there's a melody that won't shut off
Protect my heart from the memories when all was lost
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
Like this ain't working out, Joe, Lorrie, I ain't playing
Fuck it, I'ma pack my bags, nigga, what you saying
Woman, I can't do this, so what you gon' leave me
Here with all these babies? Nigga, do you see me
Fuck this shit, it's toxic. Fuck you, then I'm off it
But we gon' make a final scene before we choose our options
Joey, pick your bags up. Crystal, grab your glasses
Angel, stay by momma, I'll put Nikko in a basset
Inside I feel there's a melody that won't shut off
Protect my heart from the memories when all was lost
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
Basset, I said momma why we gotta leave
I couldn't say bye to this girl I really liked
And that always stayed a part of me
No chance to get closure, my old life was over
Issues with attachment and abandonment would smolder
But now that I'm older, now that I can see
Maybe one day I will have a chance to live my life as me
Live my life as free as the day that I was born
Without being torn by turbulence of my inner storms
Inside I feel there's a melody that won't shut off
Protect my heart from the memories when all was lost
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
I don't got no babies at the same time
Trying to find a diamond in a lady
But if I am honest, don't think I could call it
Had a rough young adulthood, heart is full of darkness
Momma put her all in, poppa put his all in
They was trying to make sure I was balling like Spalding
Had a fresh suit, fresh clothes, baby walkman
But I overheard all them other things they were talking
Inside I feel there's a melody that won't shut off
Protect my heart from the memories when all was lost
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
Like this ain't working out, Joe, Lorrie, I ain't playing
Fuck it, I'ma pack my bags, nigga, what you saying
Woman, I can't do this, so what you gon' leave me
Here with all these babies? Nigga, do you see me
Fuck this shit, it's toxic. Fuck you, then I'm off it
But we gon' make a final scene before we choose our options
Joey, pick your bags up. Crystal, grab your glasses
Angel, stay by momma, I'll put Nikko in a basset
Inside I feel there's a melody that won't shut off
Protect my heart from the memories when all was lost
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
Basset, I said momma why we gotta leave
I couldn't say bye to this girl I really liked
And that always stayed a part of me
No chance to get closure, my old life was over
Issues with attachment and abandonment would smolder
But now that I'm older, now that I can see
Maybe one day I will have a chance to live my life as me
Live my life as free as the day that I was born
Without being torn by turbulence of my inner storms
Inside I feel there's a melody that won't shut off
Protect my heart from the memories when all was lost
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
No time for farewells, little one, what's left is gone
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Writer(s): Joseph Jones
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