Discover the poetic beauty in ‘When It Rains It Pours’ by 50 Cent. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 50 Cent or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Yeah, it’s 50
One shot, one kill, what’s the deal
Yeah, what’s the deal
Listen lil’ homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow tips and talons, when it rains it pours
Get caught in lead showers just because
N ain’t playin’, when it rains it pours
N get set up, when it rains it pours
End up wet up, that’s when it rains it pours
It usually, goes down over money and whores
But lil’ homie in my hood, when it rains it pours
Ain’t nothin’ changed, n doin’ the same ol’ shit
Them new hollow tips in them same ol’ clips
In the projects, n f*ck with the same ol’ chicks
For somehow, they still think that they game is so sick
Now from the rip, n know I’m ’bout my grip
I don’t trick, man I barely even feed a bitch
She say I’m stingy, I say, “I don’t need you bitch”
Go ‘head leave, see if I chase you, shit!
Tell yo’ mammy, I catch her in the streets I’mma get her
She know I’m on parole, why she call police on a n?
She just mad, cause a nigga pockets on swole
When she ask to borrow some, I say hell naw!
I was tellin’ the lil’ homies all about this shit
To keep yo’ mind on yo’ money
And don’t trust no bitch
Ke Ke hit high notes, when them pigs came
But her ass kinda fat, so n treat’ her the same
This is real
Listen lil’ homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow tips and talons when it rains it pours
Get caught in lead showers just because
N ain’t playin’, when it rains it pours
N get set up, when it rains it pours
End up wet up, that’s when it rains it pours
It usually, goes down over money and whores
But lil’ homie in my hood, when it rains it pours
Blood stains on my stoop, when Akbar got shot
When homocide outside, nigga I’m not
This the third time them niggas done circled the block
It’s money out now yeah, but damn it’s hot
They’ll love to catch a nigga, on a direct sale
They say, “tell us who caught the body, or you goin’ to jail”
Look, if you know the drill you stay the f*ck outta dodge
And say what’s happenin’ to the captain
And say what’s up to the sarge
F*ck bein’ in a cage man, that shit for the birds
Charlie drunk, drinkin’ wild irish rose on the curb
I know a spot full of n tryin’ to bet a few bucks
Hopin’ they number come out, they can have ’em some luck
To Ace to the duece, and stumbled off mad
Lost his re-up money man, that’s all he had
Magazine from the store, so he can look at the cars
And do pull up’s in the park, on the monkey bars
Mad as f*ck
Listen lil’ homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow tips and talons when it rains it pours
Get caught in lead showers just because
N ain’t playin’, when it rains it pours
N get set up, when it rains it pours
End up wet up, that’s when it rains it pours
It usually, goes down over money and whores
But lil’ homie in my hood, when it rains it pours
(Gun shots, police sirens and helicopters going off
While it thunders and rains)