Intro) Tell me why did take 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 and Koreme So heavenly what are you trying to tell me I guess I better bail up out game And whatever they call me a little lame 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 got his hands on you Geno
(Chorus - 2x) There was this angel, oh oh oh There was angel, and it won't 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 damn mission When D. Ski died, piece of was hard to find D. Ski we miss you, sweeped nine From heaven rained on me As I write scriptures, and I'll be fine I had a lot of hell in me Before we took them pictures, and even Brothers and sisters hating on me After we them bitches, cause then you get to take em first and sisters started waiting on me To represent for a hood, they never produce us nothing Ballas and killas out waiting on me To retrieve my goods and leave me stinking in a back Heavenly father have 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 Sko] shit got me pissed off, we use to be like rollies But now it's 2000, the motherfuckers even know me If I'm right, pass me cause lifted up a hand now Blinded to em everytime I get the now Either get put up on it, and coming up strong We knew right from wrong, but still we stayed away from Over there on Konkress, kicking at the park A blessed up niggas that's down with me to your with meet again, I put this on a fiend If possible they end up cause we gone drink again Puffing on dro ain't the same no mo' Drinking on henne shit 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 could of Played the cards that he was dealt, records gone when it's But my nigga roll in death, as the exploded on the block 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 could feel you, I could see you everytime I look in the And not a word can hear you, cause I'm making these words You are my angel, and my nigga, the drive-by to the trigga Chi worldwide, whoever on any side
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