Morning Rain Tha God Fahim (Ft. JuJu Gotti)

[Intro: Tha God Fahim]
Uh, it's Dump Gawd, motherfucker
Dump Legend
Said that plenty of times
Sucka ass MC niggas, 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 niggas 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