your eyes Your future fades, your minutes are few When the angels make contact with you I've seen the future isn't pretty Killer instinct, love a surprise Make
of artillery While you trying to make all net like Iver-son or Jor-don I'm extor-tin trying to make all net like Forbes to make a for-tune Stick that
run out of artillery While you trying to make all net like Iver-son or Jor-don I'm extor-tin trying to make all net like Forbes to make a for-tune Stick
splashing except when I'm gone, you remember the pain of what happened super rapping, like collabos with Batman and Mack 10 skull cracking, back smacking, for track acting make
might rip it Critics dig my style cause I write different, no hype I just kick it, low-lifes, they wanna get it I shine like the ice when I hold mics,
a-a-angels Oh angels, mommie's angels You're my angels, my angels, my angel child Ooh, mommie's angels, angel, angel You're my angel, ooh, mommie's a
the docks Reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust It's just the... [Chorus] Stress, frust, make me wanna bust Make
I don't wanna do anything else but make moms proud Throw karats at your finger, trip down the isle Forget playin' house, ma, let's make a child Now she
revealing plots and plans of which every man should be hesitant angel of doom, carve his name in the moon stop his wife from reproducing when I mangle
when she?s irate. (Repeat) I sit back and relax Wondering how great of a poet I?ve become When each girl smiles when I create her in one Special sweetheart
From the gutter, from the street From my soul to the mic to the essence So in my absence you feel the presence, exactly I make contact for sure the emcee
'Cause you trust her through thick and thin You missed it when, she was gettin' live offa fifth of Gin Get rammed in by me, while she lick my friends When
'Cuz you trust her through thick and thin You missed it when, she was gettin' live offa fifth of Gin Get rammed in by me, while she lick my friends When
and I don't wanna do anything else but make moms proud Throw karats at your finger, trip down the isle Forget playin' house, ma, let's make a child Now
tonight, shake your booty make contact DJ kick down like Grand Master Flash And Chrissy smoked up all of Jack Tripper's hash Where Bosley sneaks a peak as the angels
he offers security It's like a trap that I'm sinking into I wake up sweaty when I'm sleepin' 'cause I'm thinking of you Then we make eye contact and
time, But im with you even if I don't cross your mind. When you pour out liquor, im catchin the Cognac, When you pull out a spliff im catchin the contact
winning at poker and playing the Joker And he always cheats when he deals (repeat chorus) (Rodney's rap) Hello, let me introduce meself! My name is Rodney. I'm immensely strong. When