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that's where you're going wrong
It's more demons than angels in this biz, you're on your own
Wanna hit the big screens switch your sixteens
Get some slim

Angel

Legit Ballaz

Respect the Game

2002

I look in the mirror
And not a word can hear you, cause I'm making these words clearer
You are my angel, and my nigga, from the drive-by

the devil talking in my head
Said this is an emergency, said he had some work for me
He said

He said one day your friends gon' be your demise
Said a few

Thug Nation

Black Market Militia

The Black Market Militia

2005

the ropes, and day by day head of coke
Keep a ruger in my coat, and never ever sniff dope
Or watch your future go downhill like a ski slope, come on

[Chorus:

some
They listening to me don't hear the talent then they off some
I don't write by the way, the wave just like the bay
They can't copy me so I can't

Or industry that they living 
For
But who knows whats in store
In 100 years we could be on mars
Or on venus or on Jupiter
Either way day by day we grow stupider

through ya
I remember baccy in the day ova oven
Dreaming of this life that I live but i wasn't
Now i'm first class wit my cousin
Shipping big packs by de

God like he was supreme, nah
I'm not afraid to offend you
By speaking truth to you
That whirly music polluting you
And confusing you
I'm not afraid

ghetto shit I drive past it every day
I'm quick to throw them 26's
On the classic Chevrolet
Yeah, definitely the wrong niggas to step to
Cause this is

scheme (Damn)
I hang with them ones who gotta get money
That's by any means
If life not about money, girl
Get you some money you'll see what I mean

I

came thru with some bottles and some bitches
Tonight gone be a movie and we ain't holding auditions
See this my day one and I know he in the streets
But

a couple of lifetimes
Since those days back in Sunday school
Some roads I've been down ain't the kind that I'd tell all those teachers
'Cause they'd call me

Detroit, Michigan

Kid Rock

Rebel Soul

2012

Oklahoma
A downtown Nashville honky-tonk
Some big fat back beat DC funk
Jacksonville and the Southern rock
In New Orleans the party never stops

Detroit,

Used to rock Gucci and that fake Supreme
Went and got my bread up I did it by any means

You still rock that nike tech bitch you broke as hell
Bitch I go

angels in outfield

Lately I been running out of favors
Streets get dangerous

WHOLE LIFE I BEEN PROTECTED BY ANGELS
MAYBE IM AN ANGEL

HUUUUUUH….

Angels in my city right
Angels in my city huuh
Ah ah aha ah ah ah
We might be feeling low but one day we’ll fly high
Angels in my city right
Angels

better
Stack me some cheddar
N' still have a heart in my chest
Clouds they get wetter
I still pray for the sunny days
Me n' my better
Half we walking

Night Job

J. Cole

Night Job

2015

Same hood, same corner store
But them same old hoes ain't wearing panties no more
I'm on my night job, slim waist with them fat thighs
Never been

do
I'm not amazing but I feel the angels sang for how I grew up
Out of such a harsh environment, not to make excuses
But if I have to eat some more

Da Cypha

Wyclef Jean

The Ecleftic: 2 Sides II a Book

2000

Yo 1, 2, 1, 2
The Clef is back with some adjustments
Refugee camp
(Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up!)
Yo, you see them Refugees right there,

Bad Guys Always Die

Dr. Dre

Wild Wild West [1999 Original Soundtrack]

1999

and this is what he said
You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again
But I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge?
Then don't shoot,

Dark days got me ahead of my peers by light years
Money can't buy happiness, so I used it to wipe tears
On stage with a blade at the throat of my fears

[Hook]
Boss Hogg, we running this rap shit
Slim Thugger, I'm running this rap shit
Sir Daily, we running this rap shit
Lil' Doodie, we running this

cars go by
I keep living in the lap of poverty
She makes me feel like I won some kind of lottery
The way she keeps looking over at me
Awwww

A slim