When it Rains it Pours

[Chorus: 2pac]

You know, it's funny, when it rains it pours
They got money for wars but can't feed the poor x2

[verse: Napoleon Da Legend]

In the land of the corrupt greedy
Slums full of graffiti
Trump could give a fuck about the needy huh
Tribalism at all time high
Connect to wi-fi we don’t feel the time fly by
Domestic terrorism Mass shootings innocent die
Sinister vibes tricking citizens Ministers lie
Trips to Dubai sex trade slaves in Libya
Afghanistan poppy seeds and lithium
Campaigns where fame’s the main criteria kids die in Syria
Fake Ebola down in Liberia
Climate change hurricanes
In the streets where they serving cane
Glioblastoma that’ll hurt ya brain
Cancer patients news anchors with the planned statements
The work places a plantation where we standing slaving
White nationalism mass incarceration in the prison
Cops patrol blocks where the blacks living
Capitalism where the 1 % eat
Fast food chemicals you eating 1% beef
Music is an outlet but the industry’s fucked
All corrupt only twenty artists getting any love
Plus half these radio personality are shills
Trynna sell their fake reality as real
Brainwashed it’s a killer threat kids are depressed
Pain killer and drugs
Popping Xannies Ritalin in they blood
Insecure about themselves and worshipping celebs
Caught up in a web with a ton of bullshit in ya head
Million Cliches and the he say and she say the Weinsteins
Kevin Spacey's Hollywood is a crime scene
On high beams every industry is a crime scene
Power corrupts morally in everything I see
Proxy wars and moxy popping Oxys
Why we still talking bout Nazis?
The last lyricist surrounded by paparazzi
The truth understand it you can check my gram
For the proof outlandish
Politicking with fam on the stoop feeling stranded but
Making power moves on the planet

[Chorus: 2pac]

You know, it's funny, when it rains it pours
They got money for wars but can't feed the poor x3
Maybe if they tried to understand me – what should I do?
I had to feed my fuckin' family – what else could I do