Lyrics Angels Flight - Honor Flow Productions

Permanent resident in the state of anomie
Not too happy, but that touches on my misanthropy
No humanity, I'm out of touch with reality
Depressed and that makes my smile unlikely
I walk around with a chip on my shoulder, the size of a fuckin' boulder
'Cuz the world gets colder, as I get older
It's just shitty, what a foul odor
Hope it ends sometimes, car collision knocked out the Ford door
That's when Hip-Hop gets therapeutic
So did it save my life? That's a fact undisputed
And I understand why these people do it
It helps them too, even if some fuckin' sound stupid
It's the only constant in my life
The only lit torch in the pitch black of the night
The reason I'm ready to kill anytime I fight
Hip-Hop you're the love of my life and that's true
When I weather life's storms, it's all for you
When I'm at the job I hate, it's all for you
If I have suicidal thoughts, I know not to
'Cuz there's nothin' like rockin' out with my crew
But until that time, we tour from stage to stage
I'm holding back a tidal wave of anger and rage
That I channel from thoughts to words, I jot on this page
That becomes a memory that capture's me at a stage, what

As you look to the sky, as you look in my eyes
Won't cha meet me halfway at the Angels Flight
As you take to my wings, and you cheer and you sing
Won't cha meet me halfway at the Angels Flight
As you see the world turns, and you hear my concerns
Won't cha meet halfway at Angels Flight
As you move to the light and you tryna make right
Won't cha meet me halfway at the Angels Flight

Product of Hip-Hop, son of a badge
Heated debates that my Dad and I have
He said You'll be cool if you keep it 10 to 2
My run-ins with The Blue man, little did he knew
Random detained and searched all over
Step out your car tho I remain sober
Yes I own this car, now give me a break
At times, I get passed for my college license plate
My Moms usually has a positive demeanor
And this is the most negative I have seen her
But hell, every point of view has been polarizing
Got everybody shook, so it's a not all surprising
Wolves on both sides in a language flu of lies
Public leaders can't even look me in the eye
Common sense ain't common, niggas stuck on stupid
Finding solace in music, wrestling, and hoopin'
False profits on soapboxes, no logic
Minimum wage lunacy, need more opportunity
Are we all numb from all the bloodshed
10 second outrage from another brotha' dead
Niggas stay woke, but niggas stay broke
I need that "Fuck You Money" just to generate hope
Looked to the sky for dreams, not for people who died
Bought J's, we believed we could fly
So Lord, bless all the holos over my city
Either way, the fact is, I know you're ridin' with me
I said, bless all the halos over my city
Either way, the fact is, I know you're ridin' with me

As you look to the sky, as you look in my eyes
Won't cha meet me halfway at the Angels Flight
As you take to my wings, and you cheer and you sing
Won't cha meet me halfway at the Angels Flight
As you see the world turns, and you hear my concerns
Won't cha meet halfway at Angels Flight
As you move to the light and you tryna make right
Won't cha meet me halfway at the Angels' Flight