walk, take a walk on Angel Street Take a walk, take a walk on Angel Street Take a walk, take a walk on Angel Street Only the strong survive, way, way down Angel Street
Traduzione: M People. Angel Street.
t cry Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile Writin to my peoples when they ask for pictures Thinkin
ask me why I just smile and say You've got to kiss angel good mornin' And let her know you think about her when your gone So kiss an angel good mornin
it, shit Ya'll niggaz need to know i'm not playin' I'm spittin serious bitches need to know what I'm sayin Fuck, it aint a game no more this is realness
I'm always coming back home to you From the heaven I've had to the hell I been through I'm always coming back home to you I'm always coming back home
' Yes, I've been tested and I've tested some I'm not sayin' I'm the best Believe I'm not Like the rest of em Just sayin' I'm better than you That's my
wait for your rebuttle By the fourth shot, I'm just another child in a bubble Tryin to play with the passion and the placement Just to see what these people
street And I act like a child and I'm insecure And I'm filled with doubt and I'm immature Sometimes it creeps up on me and before I know it I'm lost
Love, unconditional greetings with opening arms And for my worthy niggas i'm a die tyrin for ya'll With the blessing of an angel tear cryin' for ya'll
I just put the groupie through Got her spinnin to the angel, dizzy to diesel Roll up the PCP-lease, I'm busy with evil My hand on the tit, I'm commandin
ha ha I'm great but I'm not the greatest Ha ha ha ha ha I believe I'm god but I'm not aethiest Ha ha ha ha ha I'm crazy but I'm not the craziest I'm just
I walked down the street People passing me by They just look me up and down But they don't look me in the eye I'm just another stranger In my own home
The source of the murderous force that you are receivin' Was the value of the relics that I left for retrievin' These jams in Bethlehem the people believin
singles on the radio Chino never had the doe, I was determined though Sabotaged at birth, cursed by an evil angel to strangle My aspirations from every angle From a street
chronic in the bowl take a mothafuckin pull Like a mothafuckin fool like a mystery know who I'm a lobo I'm a rebel I'm an angel I'm a devil I'ma norte
pull Like a mothafuckin fool like a mystery know who I'm a lobo I'm a rebel I'm an angel I'm a devil I'm a norte I'm a sur on the eastside of the west
I'm on my elite shit; you could tell I'm real Cause I'm getting hood loving, I ain't even talking street shit Young angel, young lion, I'm done trying I'm