Anybody I can see the Earth startin' to inside out No of the moon since the face burnt out Watch the rain fall down hard and Dark black, light dirt but it would burn You could call it the of the Lotus Hand of the magical unnatural, keepin' you focused If the rain didn't get you, then here for a reason: To the word to the world that the Pod is in season
Monoxide You can hear the thunder The full moon gleamin' like the of a cat The Lotus is back, bitch And you can the ground pulsatin' And the haters hatin' But it's all anticipated And we've been 'till the timin' is right To get bombin' on you who misguided the light And who don't get it, get the fuck out my sight Bitch, I ain't explainin', I'm claimin' your life, bitch!
These black raindrops keep fallin' You can tell there's something goin' on, take a look These black raindrops fallin' down Arms spreadin' to the Cross, holdin' it down These black raindrops fallin' down And I don't why... why black raindrops keep fallin' down And I may know why... know why
J: I'll stick a chainsaw blade all down your throat And fuckin' your ass I cut your body in I gotta be bloody, somebody blood on my body I to be the bloodiest i bloody buddies and hotties I'm 'bout to murder for the Black rainin' upon us And I don't need no more therapy I who I am And I don't like it playing through your blew ya kablam!
Blaze Ya Dead I sit alone speakin' wit' the head of a He sat there and told me why my life's savin' So I shot him in the face, then I shot After he said that tryin' to turn the kingdom into Hell I was appalled, put his head in my sack And just then Black Rain hit me in the Ice cold raindrops that like black blood Are falling all over the neighborhood (And here it now)
Jamie A new age, a new Now that the planets are Imagine a sign Imagine da minds Just waitin' to be (With the petals of the you can answer all that shit) We the force All you of course with the fury And the family is the source Wicked, red clouds, filled with Rain, sewed up they become too heavy and burst and I show up
Shaggy 2 Maybe your stupid-ass heard It's the Pod, little bitch, and we're back like a bird Lift your chin, face to the skies, Black Palms out, feel the and let your soul get drained We don't a fuck, like it or not Lotus up in the shots and all Juggalo spots put a stain on they little blade pieces 'Cause when we out, bitch, the Black increases
How do I know is part of my real life? How do I know this is of my real life? life.