Lyrics:
Leave the spot bathed and kissed
By angels we made for this
Hip Hop we made of this
I don't want to have to say this shit
Again we made for this
by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
We played against each other like puppets, swearin' you got pull
When the only pull you got is the wool over your
to be true
Saying:
"For we cannot but speak the things
Which we have seen and heard"
God is good
And in this way
He wants to make it all
Work for good
Auntie left the pharm came back with a seal
She told me 28 this 24 we got a deal
High speed chase full of syrup this shit is real
Got my gun and my cup
this particular battle
Smack hit my line
I told him what I want, we hung up the phone
The next day he hit a nigga back
Now I have no moral to this story
heart is flyin' high, Mister
'Cause I know we'll have a cabin in the sky
We will be oh-so gay
Eat fried chicken every day
As the angels go sailing
you will never grind
I know the priors they running by us when we do crime
I know that section eight wanna discontinue my Moms
When they heard that Ohio
on my next door neighbor
Beautiful and intelligent by the way she went by angel
She kept her head in the books and stayed out the streets
But I can't lie
and Jari went on a saturday to an Hanoi Rocks-consert
we heard rumours "they are rockstars" amfetamin all day long
The consert was great but we were thrown
your foot on first
Been about ten years since I been high off the 'angel'
Now I'm walkin' side by side with an angel
In front of my eyes, that prize
the water.
And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber.
And took me on high, and higher still until we moved
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They f***ed up when the rob me
Put another contract
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey
I'm pourin' out these rhymes for them kids who ain't here
Stakes is high, but we gon' try to have
, high
Fly high, high
You've heard it a million times
I don't why we act like we've got infinite time
We gotta stop caring 'bout things that don't mean
woah-oh
It's a cruel summer with you
Alright Los Angeles, we have arrived
At the very first bridge of the evening
Now, I have a question
Does anyone
smoke & mirrors
Multiply an opus let the culture steer it
Vultures grow to fear us
The flight taking off
We lasers through the fog
Augmented by the vapors
Angels we have heard on high,
Singing sweetly through the night,
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their brave delight.
Gloria in excelsis
You can never swing by me
Hope we'll never link up
Blink and you will see us
Thumbprints 'bout to ink up
See me in the NYC
Home of the B.I.G, look
can't have my heart cause I really wanna
Die now
Nigga, think he tough
This arp will make em find out
Said that we outside, now you niggas wanna hide now
have to ask you if you heard me
Niggas jock me like kentucky derby
Rapping my style im so glad that you learned me
All this blow fishing niggas is kurbys
dimes
Niggas ticking with the times
Getting picked up by the crimes
Niggas say he over weight
I heard your plug was dry
I heard your plug was dry
blunder
Trust me lil nigga you don't ever wanna wonder
Have you heard the sound yeah the sound of thunder
We living on the beach
Living that peace
Living
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Gloria in excelsis Deo
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