Here I stand you Brown, color of the mountains, as the earth Wrapped so within my own joy and misery Feathers of my wings paralyzed by the distance of my Here I stand before you, the color of the Frozen by the potential of me, an Afro Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Afro Angel off pedestal from perchin' above You on the prowl now, downtown, for love In all the places, outside your radio stations he with new hit single, is tryin' to mingle
Today, he is in your town, it down You in the car with your friends, my limo around Puttin' a bug in my boy's ear, 'S' is for free You'll do anythin' for Omar or Phil, you to me
And then me, hypnotized by the as well Hold out my hand as an invitation my hotel No to RSVP, place your hand in my palm As all your girlfriends jealous, damn she landed the bomb
to trade your spirit for some crass, whack wage Somethin' small, somethin' simple as a pass stage But now I lay me, down to And I pray the my soul to keep
Afro Angel, against the world You don't have to sell your and throw away your pride Afro Angel, sent from Heaven Never that you are loved, you know that you are loved
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Lil got a gun now, age fifteen Destined to his life inside a cage it seems Rage inside, pride, been denied He can't take it though he gotta earn it but he learned that yet
Out on the town, reckless abandon he's been bullied But now he straps, and no more, attitude Flexin' on guy that walk by but don't start pal if the gun came from the whiz, Cowardly Lion, got heart now
Let's it on a stranger, ahh, fun for the crew Surprised when he realized, dude got one too Smile's down now, games ain't so cute Bobby's a in a headlights, pump, drop it or I'll shoot
Then like a sniper, cleanin' his rifle, Bobby disobeys his One shot out then only the stranger stands Could of sworn Bobby's blood formed the shape of an wings But for
Afro Angel, born the world You don't have to sell your soul and throw away your Afro Angel, sent Heaven above Never that you are loved, you know that you are loved You you are loved, yeah
Back in high school, Tamika was the sweetest, the Hot to death, though in grade a teenage mom Knocked up by thug named Russ in the drug game But had the kid you ever seen
Then all the pressure her mom, she stepped to Russ Told him it's either them drugs or us them thugs or us The ultimatum, either continue bein' a thug in the Or start lovin' your
And say God, me witness, no doubt, lovin' ya dear But to go from dollar 50 gees a week to 30 gees a year That ain't happenin', I guess he wasn't strong He back the next week and the whole family was gone
Yo, they straight moved away, without as little as a Well, needless to say, was a little perturbed Then in a fury put the pressure on her girlfriend And like a clumsy chef she spilled the beans on where they had
Upstate Schenectady, Tamika answered the It was the last person she to be They just stared, he said, "Do you me for me? You can do the cars, vacations, and jewelry?"
"Down with me? Period, through stress and strife" She said, "Yeah", he said, "In that would you please be my wife?" Then like a sign the sky, the baby cried Like an angel sings, I y'all more than anything
Afro Angel, against the world You don't have to sell your soul and throw your pride Angel, sent from Heaven above Never that you are loved, you know that you are loved
Afro Angel, born the world You don't have to sell your soul and throw away pride Afro Angel, sent from above Never forget that you are loved, you know you are loved