gun Whoa whoa I told the angels Cant stay in heaven I asked the devil If we cut out the bed well then we'd have nothing left Like I cut up your angels
If we cut out the bad Well then we'd have nothing left Like I cut up your mouth The night I stuffed it all in And you lied to the angels Said I stabbed
Traduction: Occasion, le. Cut Up Angels.
a gun Whoa whoa I told the angels Cant stay in heaven I asked the devil If we cut out the bed well then we'd have nothing left Like I cut up your angels
I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve At thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf I used to, get punched and bullied on my block Til I cut
I do) (I'm of the)hood (This the remix) And if you feel me put your hands up Hood(put em up, put em up, put em up) My hood niggas can you feel me(I gave
straight up madness everywhere I look Used to be a straight a student, now he's a crook Robbin people just to smoke or shoot up Used to have a crew cut
set seems to never extinguish Coolest kid out baby word to chuck inglish Count my own money see the paper cut fingers My song is ya girlfriend's wakin up
angel, But that angel on my shoulder got strangled For trying to tangle with his nemesis he caught him on the wrong day And got cut like DJs spinning
advanced dance forever with the devil on a code cell block but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock devils used to be gods, angels
) Dope Supply [Chorus] Living in a World a Fantasy (Livin in a World a Fantasy) His Back agaist the wal (Cut the music up in my phones) Living in a
chorus Cut myself free willingly Sstop just what?s killing me [4x] I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
Light it up, make a wish, and them angels will grant you Impatient once tried, but in those angels and bamboo they lit it up, *puff* *puff*, hit it up
