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<strong>Angels Lyrics</strong>

Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn

Auto fatigued then fatigue the enemy

Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up

Mom's crotched up over the casket screamin' bastard

Cryin', know my friends is lyin'

I know who killed 'em, filled 'em with 'em

Lugers from they rugers on they deserts

Dyin' ain't the shit but it's pleasant

Kinda quiet watch my niggas bring the riot

Came from the heaven just to sing a song for you

To the rhythm of my love for you

And now it's beatin' slow and you know

This the end of the road when I sing this slow song for you

And love was nothin' but another gun for you

And I would hide it in my hopeless soul

I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go

I don't know, you can hear them callin'

Don't you when the angels call like?

Yo, if you don't wanna stay you can go

But since love don't live here no more

The angels are flyin' so low

Singin' to you

Don't you hear me callin' you?

He's the one you love

'Cause I hear them callin' me

And he's the one you trust

Now that time is almost through

Time is runnin' out

There's nothin' left to do

When they're callin' you

When the angels call like

I answer

Calling for you

I will tell the angels now

Let them turn back into stone

I do love you, it's true

Fire climbing

We ignore the angels call

They were warnings after all

It's cool if I pick you

When the angels call like

Yo, if you don't wanna stay you can go

But since love don't live here no more

The angels are flyin' so low

Singin' to you

Don't you hear me callin' you?

He's the one you love

'Cause I hear them callin' me

And he's the one you trust

Now that time is almost through

Time is runnin' out

There's nothin' left to do

When they're callin' you

When the angels call like

I answer

Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn

Auto fatigued then fatigue the enemy

Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up

Mom's crotched up over the casket screamin' bastard

Cryin', know my friends is lyin'

I know who killed 'em, filled 'em with 'em

Lugers from they rugers on they deserts

Dyin' ain't the shit but it's pleasant

Kinda quiet watch my niggas bring the riot

When the angels call like

When the angels call like

When the angels call like

When the angels call like

When the angels call like

When the angels call like

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