Lyrics:
the one they believe in
I'm an angel protected by demons
Got no choice, look at how they did Kiernan
You feel me
Said she don't like local rappers
I made
I'm a fan of honky-tonks, cut off jeans
Swimmin' barefoot in a muddy creek
Cold beer in my hand and four by fours kickin' up the sand
Rednecks, hippies,
him, I'll be a hall of famer
Look, I ain't scared, don't make me call my angels
You'll be horizontal
Eyeball to ankles
Decked out in camouflage,
Is there a heaven for rejects and scapegoats
Outcasts and misfits losers and fallen angels?
My hands are precious ambidextrous read them weap bitch
Written by brian setzer
Two hands reach for twelve at midnight
Clouds of smoke fill up the room
All the boys snap to attention
When lady luck walks
the infant I feed on immolation
Fostered by the spirit of your time
Now it's gone and there's nothing left here
I am the enforcer of your eternal nightmare
A glimmering light through endless stars - seek and ye shall find
Your journey's long a quest by far who's map we'll yet unwind
Walk far my son
Skin on skin, the way you used to hold me
Side by side, whiskey in my head
Said darling, no use in being sober
I can't recall the words we left
dead pon line of duty
Mi say
There's no peace inna war drive by inna car
They don't know what they are fighting for
AK's, SLR poppa cry, mama bawl
They
I waxed the coping, you watched an angel grind
Grind
Your border cracks just like I knew it would
I won't accuse you, but you knew I could
I made
perfume
And by the old dawn
I just need to run
Gotta get home before four
Yes by the old dawn
I just need to be gone
Just make it home before
She will
you really need
So you smile and nod your head
And even talk although they're not your speed
You need an angel of mercy, standing by your side
You
living by the book
We fill the jails in France, Uzes and Italy
Never do dirt in our own land
That shit's forbidden, G
Hoxha singing from the top
thankful
Its time to let that pain go
Surrounded by my angels
From each and every angle
They like to stay awakened fam
Anahata
Time gon' keep escaping fam
in this life of sin is my bakery
My angel from above she keep them demons away from me
Swear I treat this bih' like my shawty, my shawty
The only one
ride
Thought you would stick by my side
Thought you was ready to fly
A angel to me, girl you just cut of your wings
Your halo is disappearin
I look
out cause when the family around
We act like angels
I told my mamma to get a pole she said Amir you talking crazy
I know i one thing right
You come
Who you ask?
Well that's a pretty broad question
Reel it back
2008 election
Did you study the facts?
Or were you pushed in a direction?
By your
It's nothing to me
I make it all up as I go
I let it take me
Wherever it may flow
One two three and four
One foot out the door
Five six seven eight
I wanna know if you wanna be my special lady
Come on girl dont be so shy
Cuz theres no me with out you or you without me by yourside
So lets give
I don't know what I'm doing
In the city of angels
Don't know why I thought I
Wanted beaches and sun
It's not the time of year
To be surrounded by
Face me evil bastard, smell the hate of angels
Glory, pride and bloodshed
Cowards and beholders, rapers of my wisdom
Mix of dust and bones
Go
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
time, turmoil to the void
Fear me, the voice of destiny
Captured by the claws sf hell
Surrounded try the troops of might
Bat we stand like thousand men
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