Lyrics:
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]
[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good
Why can't you sound more mainstream? People don't rock in the club to contemplate legacy or some shit
You can't do this. Better people than you have
a term already fixed
On the day when it comes
No person shall speak except by Allah's leave
Some among them will be wretched
And some will be blessed
for a rude awakening
Universal king champ reign supreme mercing
That which is real is irreplaceable
That which is real is irreplaceable
That which is
now the bag is so supreme
We balling freely now some shit you can do in those skinny jeans
Rap head we know you capping bruh
Too late y'all
This cypher
Visions of sunset in my dreams
Of a Love Supreme
What the heart has felt eyes have never seen
I thank God I have you here with me
Days are fulfilled no
blast her
K's and the ammo, modern-day Rambo
Got a glock some woks and a gram hoe
Got a Mazerati bumpin' like Jon Gotti
Red beams on the scene leave
Every other city we go, we fuck thems' pimpin' hoes
Some Louie Ville, to Little Rock, Atlanta, to Chicago
I like them hoes big fine and slim in
He'll grow up too fast his mother said
He can't wait to get in shoulder pads
The days go by so fast I can't believe
That someday he may decide
It's
by the twirlies
It's Ice, from Shaolin to Crenshaw, dirty
Luv Allah, dump a clip off, at the BX, early
[Chorus]
[Letha Face]
Why ... the angels
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who want to be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how
As the dawn was folding
Folding over me
When enter the angel
Enter the angel
Oh enter the angel
Through some summer door
Then I was standing
By a bay
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
of the fame in Madison Square Garden
So some seek stardom, but they forget Harlem
But "Seek ye, first of all the kingdom of God," that's what my pops told me
sacrifice
Whatever
[LeCoya LeJuene]
No one wants to see
An angel in this world
In these days
To them I am
The epitome of evil
A found soul
by
I keep living in the lap of poverty
She makes me feel like I won some kind of lottery
The way she keeps looking over at me
A slim chance
Is
her eyes like, would you ride for me?
Cause when it come down to the time, nobody slide for me
I say Uh
Ghetto angels, I'm still protected by some
I heard stories of legends of days of old
Mysterious females with hearts of gold
Angel and devil how the story is told
She’ll make you tingle
The day you decide to get you some money
Nigga fuck your friends
Ain't no friends we ain't even on that
All these niggas taking Instagrams,
like I'm givin' up
It ain't the same no more, death brought me anger
I'm followed by angels and I got some dyin' love
Soon as I got rich, soon as I
walking past you every single day
Girl
But I'm scared to tell you every single time
Why, why, why?
Red eyes, time flies, she's alone
Night time, by
mean it thou
I was Impress by your name Christine
I swear it's supreme I can see the glow
I lick you like ice cream
You give me a light scream
that just 'cause you a fiend
Man you so basic you so mainstream
Only thing you're missing is some fucking supreme
Ion know what happened
I guess we
the correlation
Tellin' to stay pure while
Sanitizin' the airwaves
Or balancin' an act while never
Gettin' the narrow way
Surrounded by some danger everywherе I
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