Intro) Tell me why did they Al B take Baby, Tyre They Lil Chilla, my Mike and Corika They're the and Koreme Tell me why did they Al B, Al B Lil Chilla, my Mike, and They're the dying and So heavenly father are you trying to tell me I guess I bail up out this game And whatever they call me a little lame wee A nigga fin to get up out these Cause ain't a damn thang good for me It seems be the next one to go, oh no I'm out of mama told me got his hands on you Geno
(Chorus - 2x) There was angel, whoa oh oh oh There was this angel, and it let me go
[Darkside Lo] I cry in my ? me the tissue say I got issues And I reply, I put my on the line for mines And that's my only damn When D. Ski died, piece of mind was hard to D. Ski we miss you, sweeped roadies heaven rained down on me As I write scriptures, and I'll be fine I had a whole lot of in me Before we took them pictures, and even and sisters started hating on me After we took them bitches, then you get to take em first Brothers and sisters waiting on me To for a hood, they never produce us nothing good and killas out here waiting on me To retrieve my goods and leave me stinking in a wood father have mercy on me, in these struggling times To tell the truth, it's so to be righteous and let my little light shine
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[Darkside Ballaz: This shit got me off, we use to be like rollies But now it's 2000, the motherfuckers don't know me If I'm right, pass me they lifted up a hand now Blinded to em I get the trash now could get put up on it, and coming up strong We knew right from wrong, but we stayed away from home there on Konkress, kicking at the park with A blessed up niggas that's down with me to your with We'll meet again, I put on a fiend If it's possible end up cause we gone drink again Puffing on dro ain't the same no mo' Drinking on this henne shit ain't the same no mo' Oh, my nigga his life, at an early age And I cry to this day, wishing that he of stayed Played the cards that he was dealt, gone when it's dark But my nigga in death, as the gauge exploded on the block And just Pac, I'ma paint a point of picture, kick it with you Grab some tissue, wipe my eyes I miss you God my niggas, I know you still here with us niggas Cause I could feel you, I could see you everytime I look in the And not a word can hear you, cause I'm making these clearer You are my angel, and my nigga, from the to the trigga Chi worldwide, whoever on any side
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