, I love you, my dear [chorus] You're my angel of love Oh boy, yes you are You're my angel of love Oh, oh, oh, oh You're my angel, my angel Of love
I love you, my dear [chorus] You're my angel of love Oh boy, yes you are You're my angel of love Oh, oh, oh, oh You're my angel, my angel Of love Girl
love you, my dear [chorus] You're my angel of love Oh boy, yes you are You're my angel of love Oh, oh, oh, oh You're my angel, my angel Of love Girl
all we've seen (On my Block) Every block is kinda mean But on our block we still plaaayyy (My Block) (Heh heh heh) But on our block we still plaaayyy
feathers on 'em If Doc give me the word I put this Berretta on him When the beef is on my piece is on Them white sheets is on 'em Doc breathin on 'em
in their soul So untitled it is I never change nothin' But people remember this If Nas can't say it, think about these talented kids With new ideas being
what's in they soul! So "Untitled" it is I never changed nothin', but people remember this If Nas can't say it, think about these talented kids With new
every thing, puts a smile on my face And I recognize the strong goal But I keep on going, I keep on going I keep on going on Hey mighty love Watching
it for granted. Instead, take a look around, Quit complaining and build something on that ground! Plant something on that ground! Dance and sleep on that ground! Get on
we see On my block Every block is kinda mean But on our block we still play But on our block we still play And block parties in tha projects lastin'
t blame it on yourself, sweet thing, you tried Love you claimed to share just wasn't there You're too good for that and it wasn't fair Love's taken its
m on the eighteen) Mack 11 grown The space is bigger than your dome, hit you like (Chaperone) This mag is on, let me rock on (Crack of dawn) Now bag
on 'em If Doc give me the word I put this Berretta on EM When the beef is on my piece is on Them white sheets is on 'em Doc breathin on 'em And I
kids a singer. A good singer. And gettin' better JUDGE: Then he oughta be great by the time you get out. 6 months. FRANKIE: OH EARTH ANGEL, EARTH ANGEL THE ONE I ADORE LOVE
the backyard goes! Heeeeeeeeeeyeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Daddy's home sweetheart It seems that the dreams for the children on the block Has gone from love
