Diamond D - When it Pours it Rains (Extended Version) lyrics

[John Doe] For the record Im'a bring the unexpected Neglected sh**, that'll makes your moms wanna Go out and select 'n check it The other day I heard pressure burst the pipe Musta been the night when I was out Coolin' with my wife Stay in school and get a life is What I tried to tell 'em But I guess he said "f** that! I'd rather be a felon" Yellin "Cream" but at the same time had a dream I'm in his team Wouldn't have to stress a mother f**ing thing You know the routine You seen it before One shot to your belly Blow your spleen through the door And that's on the tapes it makes me mad When n***as say sh** like this can't motherf**in' happen The sh** I'm rappin 'bout is fact Get rich drop mics And have your girl screamin' "who the f** is that?" Dread lock with the headlock Putting n***as on deadlock f** wit' me? You bet' not John Doe, goddamn I'm glad he came Motherf**ers sleeping on me Like my name was Daddy Kane And if that's the case You're wasting your time And on the low Your flow ain't worth a motherf**ing dime [Diamond] n***as be like Dee be on some old throwback sh** I'll scoop your little birdie on some Bobby Womack sh** The best you ever heard, f** that, you know that sh** Perpendicular to most, with the flow that's sick Lookin sporty in the 740 (aight) put the G on the shorty Even if I'm tore down, from a 40 No advertisement or chastisement The ice on my neck make the honey's eyes squint Every, chance I get, from the stance I pick Flick your a** on the floor like a cancer stick No more, jokes and games, I hope to claim I want, boats and planes, ice ropes and chains When it, pours it rains, so I'm weatherin the storm Been away for three joints and still better than the norm Yo, I'm deep rooted, for this here, I be suited I do it to you all night girl, when I be buddha'd Find out, have you screamin time out Your big lover man chillin with the shine out Girl I blow your mind out, we can wine and dine out Reclined on my system, Alpined out.. [John Doe] You ever heard a murder? The lyrical kind? Well, I got a rhyme That'll make a n***a sh** a few times Hit a few dimes but I'm, never raw In '98 you wack motherf**ers better score *echoes* Or feel the blast Cause John Doe's rhymes are tighter than a Mosquito's a** News flash John Doe and Diamond about to flex Plus we raw like motherf**in' unprotected s** [Diamond] Tryin to build a monopoly, Franklins on top of me I'll go thru the Roof, if 97 starts rockin me No stoppin me, on the verge to blow And I, splurge the dough from the words I know From the true and living, bonafide top contender Not a pretender, I live my life in splendor Uhh, remember, I got the ill type phonetics You wack MC's sound pathetic *echoes*