Nicholas Craven
Morning Rain
[Intro: Tha God Fahim]
Uh, it's Dump Gawd, motherfucker
Dump Legend
Said that plenty of times
Sucka ass MC n***as, man
Uh, check me

[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
It's constantly rainin'
Livin' in hell, it's drainin'
Every day is a struggle in strivin' and maintainin'
Slugs fill my magazine for the envy
Watchin' over my shoulder, gettin' high with my semi
They say a hard head makes for a soft behind
All my n***as in the past, had to leave 'em behind
In the dusk, 'til dawn, I sit and think esoteric
My unborn son, hip-hop he shall inherit as a heirloom
Upgrade the studio rooms
Missin' my dead homies, I'll be seein' you soon
Westbrook jackets, go-go gadgets, armed and dangerous
All the guns were stainless, you brainless
Morning rain wash away the residue, no one to rescue you
Carry the Heckler, delete your whole sector
But I'd rather not
But in this world, we all plot
We all burn and rot for that number one spot
You gotta earn the pot
We shoot the dice of life and gamble everyday
While handlin' the tre
I mash the gas no matter what, very influenced by the Phantom
Rock Guess jeans and Helly Hanson
[Interlude: JuJu Gotti]
The man who fears that he will suffer
Already suffers
Because he fears

[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
Playin' with all weapons, snipin', you could be a wide receiver
I shoot you up, make you have a seizure
My legion only givin' out death tickets
Ain't no show to watch, watch as we leavin' no witness
Burn you like a campfire and burnt tires, fires
Dip you like potatoes in the deep fryer
You got some audacity, I'm keepin' the mask with me
Knock your fuckin' head off just for the tragedy
It had to be love at first sight when I touched my first gat
Handheld shit, pushin' the pack
'Til a n***a start pushin' the tracks, I'm a art-dealin' savage
Price tag magic, I burn a L for the sadness