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is keep working and youll thank your conscious
How you think I am where I am little nigga by sleeping
I put in overtime I was walking and praying with

Scarred angel
A flawed man though
My hearts mangled
George Floyd unarmed strangled
Killer took a knee and took a life for that star spangled
These

Sorry had break the plot
Almost died by taking shots
Choked to a death a lollipop
Heart attack from angel dust
Someone laced me once
Please no more no

like Cleon
I just started playing chess while niggas rather be pawns
Heaven gaining angels yeah these streets is filled with demons
Niggas be so food so

come this far it's not far enough
Flee the heavens destroy Eden
Fallen angels become demons

Fire up the turbines, put a little kick in it
Didn't wanna

don't see it all in the end

Prayin to god every day hopin his angels he would send
Sent the devils son how could he become my Fuckin friend
Took me by

late
Shit I never got to tell you, well you just took me by surprise
And then a spin (are you in hell too?)
Did I say something or just get a little

sometimes when I sit by myself
I honestly can say everybody can't relate
That's why I talk to my angel
I'm in the dark looking for a peace of mind
I need

you if you're lonely
I want to be with the heavens
And not with these sadistic reverends uh
Spit that soul that only a few can notice
Only a few have

soldier since eleven
Seeing angel numbers by the second
Alignment is like a palindrome
All my lyrics know that I be steppin on
Necks of any man who supposed

but heaven sent
Because god told me to come get-cha
Bring you back to where we need to be
Where you can't numb the pain
By blowing trees
Where niggas

I'ma get use to the fact that I'm by myself

But I don't really got myself 

cnd nah I ain't really looking for help 

I know you don't care if I

what you got
Just the thought of it is makin' me hot
So baby don't stop
I could have you on the bottom and you'd still be on top
Just dirty little kids

eye I can spot me a faker
It's the same old game baby
Just new haters
Nigga I'm still in the making
Can't meet my maker
Every day go by I get greater

better make it quick
Bringing out the protection with this progression class is in session
Girl lemme teach you a lesson, you an angel sent from heaven
I

the
Lights in the Heavens
So I just wanna tell you
About how good God is today
And if you know like I know
Then you'll praise Him with me
Amen
C'mon
Let's go

that's heaven sent
Angels coming down and they bless me with their presence
That's the beauty of this world just try to feel the essence we could
Tap into

and said you're gone
Now I mourn my angel, hope in heaven you have found a home

I'm starin' at what could have been my child and all I can do is cry while

She right left me
The plane flew away, now my soul is unhealthy
On flight American 47
My summer love left me
And faded into heavens
She came to LA

and said you're gone
Now I mourn my angel, hope in heaven you have found a home

I'm starin' at what could have been my child and all I can do is cry while

a whole night
Without nightmares without night terrors
Are there really divine stairs
In heaven am I gonna find stares
Will I find angels
Will I find angles

So Ignore what I say and pretend I never said it
What I say just brings bad weather
To your perfect little heaven
In your world you're it's so

punches in stride and never cry foul
By a angel in heaven whos lookin down with a bright smile
I aint runnin or dodgin in fact im slidin
They askin cash u

heavens
		the sailor did not molest her. Thank heavens too, she has
		seen the error of her ways.”

Judge Turpin: 	“She has?”

Sweeney Todd: 	“Oh yes, your