that it here And what it has for me For now I'll just push my feelings aside Not to worry it'll be alright Now I'll just rest from the world that is
Traducere: Open Hand. Ca de viaţă este.
okay While you're here with me Yes I know it So answer me right now I'm so sorry I'm so sorry We'll find our own way out So take my hand Decide our
fearing no man Hit the car door, let the door slam It's a blessing that he had slow hands But he's still right behind me All these heartless fools is
Life has no meaning and money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten Opened his safe
up, I'd love to open your chest up I've got no concept of life or death Placin' my hands on your neck All I want is your last breath Give me a motherfuckin
wanna see is us risin' Economically, astronomically it could happen homie Follow me Hip-hop's the black goal mind and soul Refined as we roll, another ghetto story is
Here's a thought for every man who tries to understand What is in his hands? He walks along the open road of love and life Survivin' if he can Bound
, I gave life to the game It's only right I got the right to be king Niggaz that got life really like what I sing 'Cause they know is he really like,
the blue in the sky If God is a DJ Life is a dance floor Love is the rhythm You are the music If God is a DJ Life is a dance floor You get what you
Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion Always on the outside of whatever side there
missing my baby Still missing my baby" I was stitched up by the hands of fate Said, "How you gonna make it on your own If luck is a lady? Maybe luck is
the sun Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won't land We'll walk right up to the sun Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won'
is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's no answer "WHO IS IT!?" They're not sayin' anything So finally, I go over And I open the door, And just as I
's eye As the water rushes over the shoreline The waves are gonna rise and rise Claiming all that is mine CHORUS: The rain is coming (I will give myself up) The rain is
for a birthday You see, I'm hip to the games that you run Like the games you run unfair, we can get no fair one 'Cause we was dealt the bad hand from
