Album Name

Pouring Rain

Artist

Emmit Fenn, Vic Mensa

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2019.02.04

Release Agency

더니프뮤직

Pouring Rain - Emmit Fenn, Vic Mensa
He never knew his father
the only home he had was the block
Crack in the sock just a rebel
with a hand full of rocks
Cadillac on D's
like Pamela Anderson's top
Had to have a knot to fill a void
from not having a pops
See his old man was a dope head
never had J's just PRO-Keds
Mother worked all kind of jobs
broke her back tryna provide
But the local smack
dealers outside
who he idolized
When they bang
the disciple signs light up
the night like fireflies
He wanna be them
So he gotta be in
anything to numb the pain
Only twelve serving fiends
soaking in the pouring rain
And I hope
that we can face this together
Any city every weather
In the line
and in the pouring rain
in the pouring rain oh
And I hope
that we can face this together
Any city every weather
In the line
and in the pouring rain
in the pouring rain oh
He never knew his son
how to be a man
and teach it to his son
He ain't have a father
that shit come back like karma
He ain't have a job or income tax
he barely knew his mama
She was sixteen
when her water broke
Tryna get a starter coat
not start a family
He never had a plan or a plan B
He was sent overseas
to fight Afghanis
And came home addicted
to the candy
How could you champion a child
When you trampled to the ground
Gotta have it you can't navigate
around with a GPS
He seen a shorty standing
at the CVS
He knew he had work
he seen it in his eye like CBS
He walked up to him shorty said
What you want
That's when he realized
he was buying crack
from his own son

And I hope
that we can face this together
Any city every weather
In the line
and in the pouring rain
in the pouring rain oh
And I hope
that we can face this together
Any city every weather
In the line
and in the pouring rain
in the pouring rain oh