When it rains I run for cover
Before these droplets kill a brother

Dead men! They neither see nor talk
No more being a hater, don't keep no grudge
RIP George Palmer, you were too quick to punch
Gettin' high on every drug, we don't need that much

Stiff Chris would walk with a Rifle by his side
G5s for the goons, cause trife, then we hide
Guns don't kill people, but it's only right when they ride
Till Don Busket got wet, five droplets hit his side

Being a 'Mushi' is only how I survived this long
Ramos says I'm too hard to live on writing songs
I don't need to watch my back, when I walk these streets
And pray a policeman don't rush a gat, and bust me quick

When it rains I run for cover
Before these droplets kill a brother

It was 2003, I remember the tear gases
Hankies soaked with Kerosene, firmly pressed to my nose
The louvres at the rear crashes, fear grabs me
Dad was in a hospital, I should keep death from my bro

Bullets hit the nearby tank, I saw fire pass my face
Tell Emmanuel, I knew I had the grace, my hands would shake
My legs gave way, I slumped on the hard floor, Pastor said Fast and Pray
That next day, bullets came from a gat that's stray, hit him, was he lacking faith?

Officer Femi beating boys to death
I'm the last of the Innocent voices left
Robbed me off my Childhood lullabys, I prefer noise instead
Then when I thought I found a way, I heard George is dead


When it rains I run for cover
Before these droplets kill a brother


It's a stormy weather, it's about to rain heavily
Kids tucked under the bed, droplets spray carelessly
Pastors get on the floor, and pray endlessly
Armageddon is here, but these are Satan's nemesis

The Windvane points the Power Tussle, Political offices
Brothers get wet for nothing but fake promises
Shiny Berettas everywhere, what are they polished with?
'Shoot and Bounce' but this is no comic scene

Never been a witness, although a bystander
Don't fancy being on hitlists, getting shot from a highlander
Learned how to stay neutral from my father
I don't like the pitch, I'd watch from the sidelines and write rather


When it rains I run for cover
Before these droplets kill a brother

Yeah, bro, it's about to rain bullets!