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Paroles : Angelic
It's going to be a problem if you run above me
If you ain't got ears that ear as I see
I ain't got faith, but I've got my speak
And I've got these angels on me
And I've got these angels on me
No, I keep these angels in office
Why you think I say I've got an army?
'Cause I've got these angels on me
Yeah
You know how many shoes are steady let through?
You know how many Psalms have we wrote around [?] police pass us in our rear-view
Tell the smoke, tear the window hoping they don't play through
Contact eyes, the truth come [?]
Before I got bad times, surprise, I wasn't dead-washed
The Lord saved me before He saved me
Shovel times, '50s, '60s, '70s, the names don't call a mark
told me: "Why you pull the trigger?"
in my liver
go figure
And indeed that's rap, for real, wristwatch gon' saw you as long as you getcha
No touch is anointed, I'm bringing prophet's arms
I had a couple people threatening me: they've dead and gone
And ain't no blood on my hands: actually that's twenty-be, twenty-three [?] in the blood of a sonnin' man
It's going to be a problem if you run above me
If you ain't got ears that ear as I see
I ain't got faith, but I've got my speak
And I've got these angels on me
And I've got these angels on me
No, I keep these angels in office
Why you think I say I've got an army?
'Cause I've got these angels on me
Uh
They think it's a game, 'til the days of papa
Saying "gang, gang" to the gang papa, uh
Locked up in the jail, gang don't soul for you
Fat time for not running your mouth
A few times I trusted papa, then we escalated
Next, we go home and invade it, guns drawn, no pixelation
You have to be involved in a beef, but you can't trust [?] shots over affiliations
Everybody got to shoot their own death
To the shooting, get shot, then they shoot for you next
And you can wear a vest, but they shoot in your neck
As word to Wu-Tang, they've been told to protect
Yes, I prayed angels were around me and my family
Surrounding [?] if they found me, uh
You ain't have to understand me; you gon' film it, though
I take these words and I turn them into a visual
Fern
It's going to be a problem if you run above me
If you ain't got ears that ear as I see
I ain't got faith, but I've got my speak
And I've got these angels on me
And I've got these angels on me
No, I keep these angels in office
Why you think I say I've got an army?
'Cause I've got these angels on me
If you ain't got ears that ear as I see
I ain't got faith, but I've got my speak
And I've got these angels on me
And I've got these angels on me
No, I keep these angels in office
Why you think I say I've got an army?
'Cause I've got these angels on me
Yeah
You know how many shoes are steady let through?
You know how many Psalms have we wrote around [?] police pass us in our rear-view
Tell the smoke, tear the window hoping they don't play through
Contact eyes, the truth come [?]
Before I got bad times, surprise, I wasn't dead-washed
The Lord saved me before He saved me
Shovel times, '50s, '60s, '70s, the names don't call a mark
told me: "Why you pull the trigger?"
in my liver
go figure
And indeed that's rap, for real, wristwatch gon' saw you as long as you getcha
No touch is anointed, I'm bringing prophet's arms
I had a couple people threatening me: they've dead and gone
And ain't no blood on my hands: actually that's twenty-be, twenty-three [?] in the blood of a sonnin' man
It's going to be a problem if you run above me
If you ain't got ears that ear as I see
I ain't got faith, but I've got my speak
And I've got these angels on me
And I've got these angels on me
No, I keep these angels in office
Why you think I say I've got an army?
'Cause I've got these angels on me
Uh
They think it's a game, 'til the days of papa
Saying "gang, gang" to the gang papa, uh
Locked up in the jail, gang don't soul for you
Fat time for not running your mouth
A few times I trusted papa, then we escalated
Next, we go home and invade it, guns drawn, no pixelation
You have to be involved in a beef, but you can't trust [?] shots over affiliations
Everybody got to shoot their own death
To the shooting, get shot, then they shoot for you next
And you can wear a vest, but they shoot in your neck
As word to Wu-Tang, they've been told to protect
Yes, I prayed angels were around me and my family
Surrounding [?] if they found me, uh
You ain't have to understand me; you gon' film it, though
I take these words and I turn them into a visual
Fern
It's going to be a problem if you run above me
If you ain't got ears that ear as I see
I ain't got faith, but I've got my speak
And I've got these angels on me
And I've got these angels on me
No, I keep these angels in office
Why you think I say I've got an army?
'Cause I've got these angels on me
