Intro) Tell me why did they Al B take Baby, Tyre They killed Lil Chilla, my and Corika They're the and Koreme Tell me why did Al B, Al B yeah Lil Chilla, my Mike, and They're the dying and So heavenly what are you trying to tell me I guess I better bail up out game And whatever they me a little lame ole' wee A fin to get up out these streets Cause ain't a damn thang good for me It I'ma be the next one to go, oh no I'm out of mama told me God's got his on you Geno
(Chorus - 2x) There was angel, whoa oh oh oh There was angel, and it won't let me go
Ballaz: 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 mission When D. Ski died, piece of was hard to find 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 worse Brothers and started hating on me After we took them bitches, cause then you get to em first Brothers and sisters waiting on me To represent for a hood, never produce us nothing good Ballas and killas out here on me To retrieve my goods and leave me in a back wood Heavenly father have mercy on me, in struggling times To tell the truth, it's so hard to be and let my little light shine
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[Darkside Sko] 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 to em everytime I get the trash now Either get put up on it, and coming up strong We knew from wrong, but still we stayed away from home Over there on Konkress, kicking at the with A up niggas that's down with me to your dark with meet again, I put this on a fiend If it's possible they end up we gone 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 day, wishing that he could of stayed Played the cards that he was dealt, records gone when it's But my roll in death, as the gauge exploded on the block And just like Pac, paint a point of picture, kick it with you Grab some tissue, wipe my cause I miss you God bless my niggas, I know you still with us niggas Cause I could feel you, I could see you everytime I look in the And not a can hear you, cause I'm making 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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