Lyrics:
asleep eyes open
Wide open
Quit starin' at me like an infrared nigga
Pictures of plenty
Sippin' my glass full of Henny
Hands on my semi-automatic kill for
Ohhh ahhh ohhhh ahhh [x2]
(Ghetto angel) ghetto
(Ghetto angel) angel
(Ghetto angel) wassup
(Ghetto angel)
Damn my baby is so fine,
And she
got the fire
I merchandise like 5 G's every half an hour
And you cry like a baby so your mic must be your pacifier
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
When I read
body on broaders, that's all I know
Mansion on Washetona 6 figures on the floor
Double R and DR watched by Uptown security guards
10 G's a ki, 36 o's
'Tamo en el block, cargué la Glock
En la X6, 'toy activo con mi Glock
Trae el Sprite, la mezclé con el sedo'
Lo' dejamo' lleno' de agujero' como
had a trick wit me.
Chorus X2:
Don't turn around (Give me the fuckin' cheese trick)
Don't make a sound (Show me where them keys at)
Lay it
better day
Ain’t no better day
To say it
Ain’t no other way
Ain’t no other way
To say it loud
I’ve been kissed by an angel
X2
I been
we're just lost along the way
But we will all be angels some day"
Well, it's going on ten years now since I left my home town
And I went back last
a outfit
[Chorus: *cut and scratched by the DJ*]
People said his brain was infected by devils (3X)
Infected by, infected by, infected by devils
People said
Gravediggaz got the paperback novel
So line by line you should read
Take heed
Or you'll bleed and bleed and bleed and bleed
Chorus: repeat 2X
Pray for your
Angels (2x), watching me
Angels (2x), keeping me
Angels (2x), protecting me
Angels (2x), guiding me
Got me some angels, watching me
Cannot explain
fallen
Crest has been drained in existent as Stalin
Haul in the bodies, death by a shottie
Gripped by a shawty, produced all this naughty
Hysterical
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Do you, do you
Believe in angels, in angels?
See you're so fly
Do you, do you
Do you
Do you, do you
Believe in
Shootin dice fo small scrap
Dre 4 watcha call that
Pull out my Georgia bows
And those that froze got caught by the po-pos
Headed for the 4 do(door)
rider rims
If it's me, hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the phone
Ho thinking I'm in love with her
Cause she took me shopping
kids on a dead-end street
Told Smurf to get the keys to the Jeep
Three niggaz only goddam free
If you fronting, get put to sleep
Infrared beam over
a call at one o'clock, you gone by one-thirty
Nigga I ain't scared I pack, infrareds
My enemies like batteries, half of em dead
You heard what I said,
pay per view ability
Angel flight superhero, platform shoes
Stomp down, return smacks, sniffin afro hairy chest
Being, often seen, the Atlantic
arent you one of mine?
Well
6:30 7:30 8:30 stop
Are you my angel?
9:30 10:30 11:30 stop
Are you my angel?
Thought i saw you in the record store
[Silkk The Shocker]
You can tell I'm A Soldier
You, you, you, you can tell I'm a soldier (4X)
All I wanted to be was a soldier, bitch!!
And If
cyanide, I'm gonna be right by your side
If we gotta take that riot ride on the enemy and defy your side
Fight for the place we're building
For
there we fought a battle
With angels by our side
Though we came in peace there was a chief
Called Kalipi from the Matabele Tribe
Who massacred folks in
Every human out of my sight before I count to ten
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
I'm hungry like I never ate
Set a table up with knives,
were wrote on the scent
it's so sacred created by Lucifer slaves
Silent, secluded in secret somewhere in the swamp
in the land of protest a man-day
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