Текст песни Hell's Angel, Pt. 2 - Dylan Andre

Take it back to a time that was beautiful
A young kid at the time thought he knew it all
Latching on to the very first girl he saw
He didn't know she was everybody's booty call
He had to learn about the pain of feeling not enough
And all the lessons of a teen had to learn em rough
He chose not to be the product of his situation
And learned how to love the Lord man that shit's amazing
Found the strength to find his fear and learn how to face it
Told himself he had a dream and to go and chase it
He had the opportunity but he didn't waste it
He don't listen to the voices say he'll never make it
2010 cutting tunes in his cousins room
Playing shows packing hundred cap venues
Tryna be a better writer and a singer too
He hit the socials bugging everybody "listen dude!"
Rooming with his buddy Chris and his mom and pop
Started working at a warehouse up the block
Auditioned for a talent show guess the shit was fate
Made it all the way through to the top 48
2011 revving up in that Crown Vic
Hitting shows in Center City for a little bit
Then he split to Tennessee tryna make a name
They told him gone and switch your style if you wanna play
So him and Ray made a break for the west coast
Met Richie started spitting steady tryna test flows
Fight for a spot playing on the boardwalk
Gaining respect so relentless with the Lords talk
Became an animal cannibal of his own fear
And if he didn't do it he wouldn't be sitting here
Saying fuck the algorithm he gone take control
Now listen up cause he's finna make the beat roll

Hell's angel
It's just the way she goes
Fucking way she goes
Just the way she goes
Hell's angel
It's just the way she goes
Fucking way she goes
Just the way she goes
Hell's angel
It's just the way she goes
Fucking way she goes
Just way she goes

2018 got a system going
He does it all on his own with nobody knowing
Got on his feet and he learned how to be a man
You'll never catch him shaking palms without the upper hand
Got married to a woman that he truly loves
And recognizes when the Lord's doing what He does
Stacking ammo in the hard drive of the Apple
3 AM Ford Focus fucking with a sample
Puffing Pall Mall's flicking one after the other
Hit the corner market two for five on them Monsters
Crack it open, swig it down with a rhyme in mind
Then wander off in the glow of the night sky
Somewhere in the middle of an empty lot
Is where he's writing this he'll have to make the beat hot
Mix it down get the vibe and the feeling right
And then ascend to the Heavens in the dead of night
Asking God to keep him safe cause he woke the devil
He told him light can only shine through a broken vessel

Hell's angel
It's just the way she goes
Fucking way she goes
Just the way she goes
Hell's angel
It's just the way she goes
Fucking way she goes
Just the way she goes
Hell's angel
It's just the way she goes
Fucking way she goes
Just way she goes