Intro: Blue Raspberry
 Summer's dream inside
 Of how I'm gonna get mine
 I'm thinkin bou owowow out so many ways
 Of how to conquer  these raihahahahahny days...
 [You sang beautifully just now]
 [ I sang for him  and he isn't here]
 *birds craw and cackle*

 It's going down man  word man
 Sup black?
 Niggaz is fuckin around my gate man
 Word?
 Fuck em... yo, I'ma murder somebody man
 For real I ain't playin
 Whatever whatever...

 Chorus: Blue Raspberry

 It's raining, he's changing
 My man is going insane
 Insane...

 Verse One: Ghostface Killer

 The war is on, yo
 On rainy dayz I sit back and count ways on
 how to get rich son, show and prove, ask my blitz
 Stood up late nights, build with my a-lias
 We can pull a heist, snatch ice, or rock mics
 But this rap shit, got me wanna clack back the latch
 How it goes Leon, pesos made from scratch
 but in due time, soon to get mine like Bugsy
 Heavy on the wrist, Polo mock socks and rugbies
 Old flicks remind me of Gucci's, pack em in your square
 and little macks milk, blast the year
 That was Bill Bill, fast forward, ninety-four
 Who got the bad base? Filthiest fiends scream for more
 Bless me out of state, howdy Jake's, Starks is back
 Niggaz want work, now I pull back off a G-Pack
 Coke rocks, fled to co-ops livin gossip
 Them big lip niggaz singin to cops need to box it
 Stop it, the projects overflooded with slow leaks
 the fiends get, new faces get wrapped in sheets
 I gotta get mine, like my old Earth, bless the cheese blind
 Sippin on fine wine, the power of the blacks refined
 (Raining) devine
 Waiting on these raw teats takes too long
 It's like waiting on babies, it makes me want to slay thee
 But that's ungodly, so yo God, pardon me
 I need it real quick, the dope flow like penmanship
 Many heads get pistol-whipped, I blow spots like horse shit
 So now, talk, shit, nigga, what??

 Chorus: Blue Raspberry

 It's raining, he's changing
 My man is going insane
 Insane...
 Past sunlight, more gunfight

 Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef

 ...time to get the feeling, word up
 What brings rain hail snow and earthquakes
 The beat breaks, cause all my niggaz to break son
 Styles is similar to criminals locked up
 With gats, ghetto tabernacles is fucked up
 I live once though, the mind stays infinite
 Travel in the church, nine planets, in my midst
 While I carry, to earn a decent salary
 Soon get married, raise a family, but the plan'll be
 real great, to sit up in the loft, count stacks and max
 And real cats cold watch my back
 But listen to the Wu soon, and maintain
 It's all real, starvin individuals kill
 I puff what's only right, leave the poison alone
 Projects, infested with rats cats and crack homes
 Half of us'll try to make it, the other half'll try to take it
 So many fake half real freedom-ville
 Born to science my alliance analyzes
 Wild surprises, keepin my eyes wide to this
 The unfortunate, layin in mountains countin
 With jewelry on, can it be the next team house the horn
 Chill Dunn, just for real ones, light the lye up
 I hate to have to tie the next guy up
 Pay attention to Tims ten wins, Wu blends
 Now I'm starin you, the true buckle up
 Now who's a legend?

 Chorus: Blue Raspberry, Raekwon the Chef

 It's raining, he's changing Word up Dunn
 It's raining, he's changing Peace to Philly, VA, these days
 My man is going insane Word up y'all
 My man is going insane Word up
 Insane The sun moon and stars
 Fly cars, word up y'all

 No sunlight, more gun fights
 I've lost him to the street life
 Street life
 No cash flow, no more dough
 He's someone I don't even know
 Someone I don't know
 Rainy Dayz...
 (children playing)
 Gettin through those rainy dayz
 Gettin through those rainy dayz
 Gettin through those rainy dayz
 Gettin through those rainy dayz
 I lost him to the street life
 The street life, whoahhhhh