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