Lyrics:
of worthwhile dream
City of Angels don’t lie to me
City of Angels says nothing is free
We got a mad man raving by the cafe
That’s about how I feel today
Aliens
Tell me, Lord, where'd my little angel go?
'Cause I'm down here alone
Have you got room for just one more?
Just one more
All the stars
Are
Tell me, Lord, where'd my little angel go?
'Cause I'm down here alone
Have you got room for just one more?
Just one more
All the stars
Are
you come by me
Angel hear my plea
Take my hand lift me up
So that I can fly with thee
So that I can fly with thee
And I'm waiting on an angel
you come by me
Angel hear my plea
Take my hand lift me up
So that I can fly with thee
So that I can fly with thee
And I'm waiting on an angel
thin
Prepared to end the life of every rapper hear to Maryland
On God I swear to him ain’t an emcee I’m not buryin
A very thin line between confidence
it, doc, a World War passed through my brain"
He said, "Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane"
He grabbed my arm, I said "Ouch!"
As I landed
could say
He said it was a bad dream
I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though
Them old dreams are only in your head
I said, hold it, Doc, a World War
young I couldn't focus doc prescribed me adderall
Cause nine times out of ten I can't make sense of it all
I'm sorry that I broke your heart I couldn't
When i was a child
I'd speak to god but i couldn't Hear a thing
And then i grew up
Destiny whispered into my Dreams
All of the time the signs were
while I'm having visions it's all over but it's not
And I wake up everytime and I'm still haunted in my mind
Listen close you can hear it whispering
one more chance to hear you sing
Wings of angels tears of saints
Prayers and promises won't bring you back
Come to me in dreams again
Wings
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
you'll be mine
If we could venture back in time
Hear the angel's solemn cry
Hold me close till the day I die
I reckon you'll be mine
If we could venture
and out, in the heat of the night
There ain't no problems baby we can't get through
You gotta believe in me, and I'll believe in you
Uh! Blue Angels, Blue
a haze
It's been like this for days
Doc says the the clouds will clear
I don't know, it's hard to hear
With the voices running through my mind
I needed
Doctor doom and I'm coming with the medicine
Sometimes I hear the demons call
I ain't scared at all
Cause all my angels shooters
If you try to hurt me
She's longing for love to take her
She whispers in silence but no one hears
Well, is she lonely, I'd say she was
All she needed was someone to love
clear the doc’s coming out on top aint talkin lamination
No fabrication I captivate with my canvas paintings
My aspirations brought this tune (toon)
flowing upstream
All alone, no one here to hear your last screams
The king had a dream but this one here for the fiends
Don't pretend that you fuck with
cNCESTORS & cNGELS
Hear me, hear me call you; Hear me, hear me call you
I call on my ancestors and all of the angels
Show me the way a step a day,
well protected by the angels above me
Angels above
Getting this money
Don't wait til' I die for you to show me you love me
I don't need nobody round' me
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