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J. Hicks
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(The rage of angels) yeah, uh-huh Been a lot of shit that I held back But I'ma let you know now Blackout, it's gettin' dark in here Turn on the light, let me see what's in front of me All of a sudden, this picture I painted just turned ugly I'm tryin' to do good, but the devil's fuckin' wit me 'Cause I ain't ever had no beef, but now I need some fuckin' heat It seems like every time I get it I lose it Get it, abuse it, and what I'm left with is useless 'Cause three years in a row, I felt like the world was mine And three years in a row, I lost it all in the blink of an eye And I believe what I do'll come back one day But why am I still losin'? I can't take the pain Am I to blame? Please excuse me for my rotten ways I'm just tryin' to do what I got to do, so I get paid Get down and pray to the souls from up above And hopefully my guardian angel will show me some love Forgive me for my sins and all the shit that I did And hopefully she won't let it reflect onto my kid (The rage of angels) They say, "One day here, it'll make sense" That's why we get high and stay bent Even the rose grows from the pavement Tell 'em, Tone (the rage of angels) Y'all don't know what it's like bein' born with strikes against you Only feelin' in this world is the life within you You'd have to be damn near dead to see the nights I been through Damn near dead to feel the wind beneath you Envisionin' so much, my minds an open window Where I gather all these thoughts for all your broken info If seein' is believin', then there's more to live fo' My only reasonin' is breathin' and I live to just hope What you know about bein' bedside next to your girl On poison control, IV's 'cause she can't stand the world? And what you know about no heat and no electric? I sold my MP to pay the bills, I'm so pathetic I wake up and go to work, back aches and my shoulders hurt And what's it worth? I'm easily checked and don't control my earth Still walk these hollow grounds, bein' lost but never found Say to the Lord, "I'll die for music", but there's never sound Screamin' in vain, everything be seemin' the same Ask my mom, "What's the problem, why am I feelin' this way?" Ask my pop, "Can you solve it?", this game, I'm bleedin' to stay More than willing to give it up if I can't live it up Hand in my clutch, gun in my lap Doin' a buck and some change, not knowin' where the fuck I'm at I try to maintain, the pain is unstoppable Put my son on my back and I maneuver through the obstacles (The rage of angels) They say, "One day here, it'll make sense" That's why we get high and stay bent Even the rose grows from the pavement Tell 'em, Tone (the rage of angels) They say, "One day here, it'll make sense" That's why we get high and stay bent Even the rose grows from the pavement Tell 'em, Tone (the rage of angels) 1988, pops died, middle of the night 46 years old, middle of his life My mother ain't have a job, poppy was on his grind And we ain't got no money, so she lose her fuckin' mind Lenny helped out, and that was real But he had a little daughter to raise, and that's the deal My other brother, I won't mention his fuckin' name 'Cause he ain't worthy of my bitterness or fuckin' pain Me and my mother, all we needed was some love And my brother, all he needed was his drugs How could you look at us with a job, we was poor It's your mother birthday, you don't give her a call? You have two nephews and a beautiful niece But they don't think of you as Uncle, they think you deceased I'm so fuckin' mad that I got a slug for you But Mommy raised me better, I got love for you (The rage of angels) I'll see you on the street, dog, we gonna handle it One on one, beat you down and then hug you Tell you I love you, daddy, but now, fuck you (The rage of angels) They say, "One day here, it'll make sense" That's why we get high and stay bent Even the rose grows from the pavement Tell 'em, Tone (the rage of angels) They say, "One day here, it'll make sense" That's why we get high and stay bent Even the rose grows from the pavement Tell 'em, Tone (the rage of angels) The rage of angels
Writer(s): Vincent Luviner, Jonathan Hicks, Marcus Albaladejo, P Graf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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