you're not a fighter, but you've had your dance before. So you'll keep the world at bay, keep your secrets and your scars. But you've been weathering the storm
is moms prayin', I keep hearin' gran sayin' "Somebody oughta just reach out and, help me" Don't cry mama, your baby boy done weathered the storm And
niggas Been looking at y'all in my rearview Mirror niggas want to be a millionaire, I'm already there niggas I'm the definiere nigga, a bear taking more
down the neck of a bottle Every day is a death ride when I hold the throttle To the drowning I am water For your calm I am the storm I'm the fiend who
This way, that way, bendin' corners tryin' to get away Sometimes you have to see a storm to appreciate a pretty day Back in the car now, headed for the liquor store
I'm sorry No son that's fine See life is full of ups and downs but God said (The storm won't last long) But how's you make it through? Boy, I thought
me a story! All right, go and get your storybook No, no, not one of those, a real story A real story? Yes! Tell me about when you were a boy Well, then
blows, to the coke king I sold blow some thug things, I'm a slinger I run a drug ring can't put it on yah finger I wasn't born a singer, but let the storm
, walled in by ruins and rocks ivy-clad, perhaps this strange place had once been a palace, where now viole(n)t bushes bear dark thorns instead. A young boy
up a storm And all the time You were telling me all those lies Oh, silly man, a silly girl Yeah, you and me We used to hibernate like bears But we
men on the moon, but they killed them Bearing in mind, my mind's soul food Bearing in mind, my mind's aquarian Bearing in mind, my mind's mine Times
burden. After Drake beats a hasty exit, Ida sings affectionately about 'THE JOY OF MOTHERHOOD' with a neighboring hen, Maureen. They exchange observations on the anguish and happiness of bearing
a raging storm They held him by the fire just to keep him warm The Cheakamus wind was driving through the snow So his daddy said we'll call this boy "
Peter and you make it look good cause there's a bear watching you from the edge of the hundred acre wood (the bear, he said) Peter in a snow storm
with smoke and nails A real nigga never tells, real niggas know that fake niggas gel Get bugged, don't blow, perishable MCs got blinders on Leadin' themselves into the storm
is full of ups and downs but God said (the storm won't last long) [Kirk:] But how'd you make it through? [Jakes:] Boy, I thought you knew...it was
me This way, that way, bendin corners tryin to get away Sometimes you have to see a storm to appreciate a pretty day BACK in the car now, headed for the liquor store
