Текст песни Angels - Pdot O

There is a woman in Somalia
Scraping for bones on the road side/
There's a force stronger than nature
Keeps her in a line
This is how she's dying
She's dying to survive... don't know what she's made off?!
I would like to be that brave
She lives a life she didn't choose...
And it hurts like brand new shoes...
Hurts like brand new shoes
V1. What it look like?! It's been a minute but maybe not/
I'm crazy hot... I've been drifting through the darkness/
Shifting through the rubble sh! is God blessed
Stood the test of time, I look a hot mess but God knows...
Mama said finish your food you gotta clean your plate/
They say you gotta lose your life before they see you Great/
Tears fallin from an Angel's eyes
I've been blessed but I'm still alive/
Let the real arise/
I took the time for y'all to realise the real is I,
Still soaring through them skies like an Eagle's eye/
Even my Click know
I'm odd but I'm sick though/
Pass the spliff though I'm tryna fly with no wings boss/
On my mama this gon' heal you cuz
Fuck a pescription! This music fin' to build you cuz/
I'm alone in my zone again
Let the music talk/
You can try these shoes on but it's gon hurt to walk/
Let the Angels sing/
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V2. I don't care bout the bars
Sh! I don't care bout the fame or the lights or the bitches in this game I'm just tryna search for somethin/
Evoke THAT somethin' that's in you/
Motherf% I swear to God there's somethin/
My sister told me my profanity is peaking now/
I know I cuss alot I'm tryna let that demon out and once I let it out I take a breath/
I'm breathing now,
Nothin fin' to stop us we gon' cook till the kick us out...
And even then the music live forever
I invite my fellow greats we gon kill together/
I hope you feel my letter
Take time to read this letter/
Everyday I sharpen my pen I seek for better/
Ways to climitize, people seem to idolise my honest scribe,
Subscribe to a greater power, God still live inside.
This is prophecy
Yeah this is prophecy
Best believe no other rapper out here can mirror me/
Let the Angels sing
Hook
V3. To my fans I've been beaten and bruised
I Gave my heart to you it's clear that I got nothing to lose, I still dig deep, pull out that magic inside me/
I pray Christ really keep that magic inside me/
Maybe the magic is dying
Maybe I'm searching for higher me/
My thoughts heavy and dark/ I'm looking for lighter me,/
Close a chapter with a verse I know it hurts to be a "Have Not" but God is with us so we gon' brawl till our heads drop/
Till our heads drop I started now I can't stop.
Truth be told when you the light it seldom gets dark.
Red roses, red roses, hope's alive but I stray coz I need focus, sometimes nothing makes sense and it seems hopeless but nothing that was worth Having is a Breeze" know this.
Notice!? My eyes Heavy but I still own this.
Still carry alot of weight on my steal shoulders...
Gone"