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