Seven - The Drought lyrics

[Verse 1: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Look to the sky, ask Why the sun is gone? Why we grow strong? Why you steady wilted on? Where's all the dust from, is it breath of demon's lungs? Is this the hell, the Bible warns will come? The end for some The Lotus never pa** or fade Grow in shade or light Climates always right Never ever is an end in sight I know you're thirsty Droughts done ya dirty Corroded you internally, and with the dust you blow away [Verse 2: Jamie Madrox] No sun needed No water needed, repeated, no water needed The seed needed moonlight, just to feed it It blooms, blossoms, and flourishes, possible to encourage Depressed, and discouraged, under moon rays they the purest In a drought, I'm all about keepin' a consistent love flowin' Mixed with the ultra violet rays, these pods, they keep growin' I don't need a moment, these crosses are the face, repel opponents And reflect like a mirror, showin' true power Now don' it [Hook x2: Jamie Madrox] We dont wanna [x2] Bring the drought We don't wanna [x2] Let them down Lotus blooms when moonlight shines through [Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope] For all, amen, the sun's comin' up Which means the game's over, sayonara, outta luck, f** My skin's dryin' up And starts to crack, ribs stickin' out my skin Bones pokin' out my back I'm steady losin' my vision, cause my eyes is sinkin' Teeth fallin' out one by one, body rotten, stinkin' Bones poppin' out they sockets, as I crawl to my tomb The daylight's k**in' me, rejuvenate with the next moon [Verse 4: Violent J] The sun beats on us for months The once nourishing stem's are withered down into stumps Leaves crack, like a vampire's pale flesh Tell me why the f** are the God's being so selfish? Time moves slower than a slug across a hot rock You hear the tick, but an hour pa**ed before the tock In this drought, all my seeds can do is pout Thank God it don't take rain, for a real lotus to sprout [Hook] [Verse 5: Monoxide] I feel so dry today I need someone to cry for me Feelin' like I might die, put a DL up high Let the Black rain all come falling down on me My garden's wilted souls, some heartless, some emotional But I hope you know that I get to grow In front of moonlight, others individuals f** residuals, I don't need a God damn penny if my life ain't felt Just too many that could use my help That's all that matters, nothin' else Not the stores, not the shelves Not the women, not the wealth Can't ever change the drought I'm dealt So sometimes, I cry for myself [Hook]