Pump Up the Bass Lyrics
Will Smith
[Chorus: Jill Scott]
The little rain drops fallin' down on me
But I can't seem to feel it, feel it
Feel it coming over me
[Will Smith]
The rain gon' come through the window, pain will come
Black, white, rich, poor, it's the same old drum
Rainy days like the war, use wisdom as a weapon
Hold your head up, dry your clothes and keep steppin'
Let the children feel the rain, 'cause if they feel the rain
The little rain drops fallin' down on me
But I can't seem to feel it, feel it
Feel it coming over me
[Will Smith]
The rain gon' come through the window, pain will come
Black, white, rich, poor, it's the same old drum
Rainy days like the war, use wisdom as a weapon
Hold your head up, dry your clothes and keep steppin'
Let the children feel the rain, 'cause if they feel the rain