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Army Of The Pharaohs

Into The Arms Of Angels

 

Into The Arms Of Angels

(album: The Torture Papers - 2006)


[Faez One & (Tony Perez):]
(The rage of angels) Yeah, uh huh
Been a lot of shit that I held back
But I'mma let you know now
Blackout, it's getting dark in here

[Faez One:]
Turn on the light, let me see what's in front of me
All of a sudden, this picture I painted just turned ugly
I'm trying to do good, but the devil's fucking wit me
Cause I ain't ever had no beef, but now I need some fucking heat
It seems like every time I get it I lose it
Get it, abuse it, and what I'm left with is useless
Cause three years in a row, I felt like the world was mine
And three years in a row, I lost it all in the blink of an eye
And I believe what I do'll come back one day
But why am I still losin'? I can't take the pain
Am I to blame? Please excuse me for my rotten ways
I'm just trying to do what I gots to do so I get paid
Get down and pray to the souls from up above
And hopefully my guardian angel will show me some love
Forgive me for my sins and all the shit that I did
And hopefully she won't let it reflect onto my kid

[Faez One & Crypt The Warchild + (Tony Perez):]
(The rage of angels)
They say, "One day here, it'll make sense"
That's why we get high and stay bent
Even the rose grows from the pavement
Tell 'em, Tone (The rage of angels)

[Crypt The Warchild:]
Y'all don't know what it's like being born with strikes against you
Only feeling in this world is the life within you
You'd have to be damn near dead to see the nights I been through
Damn near dead to feel the wind beneath you
Envisioning so much, my minds an open window
Where I gather all these thoughts for all your broken info
If seeing is believing, then there's more to live fo'
My only reasoning is breathing and I live to just hope
What you know about being bedside next to your girl
On poison control, IV's cause she can't stand the world?
And what you know about no heat and no electric?
I sold my MP to pay the bills, I'm so pathetic
I wake up and go to work, back aches and my shoulders hurt
And what's it worth? I'm easily checked and don't control my earth
Still walk these hollow grounds, being lost but never found
Say to the Lord, "I'll die for music", but there's never sound
Screaming in vain, everything be seeming the same
Ask my mom, "What's the problem, why am I feeling this way?"
Ask my pop, "Can you solve it?", this game, I'm bleeding to stay
More then willing to give it up if I can't live it up
Hand in my clutch, gun in my lap
Doing a buck and some change, not knowing where the fuck I'm at
I try to maintain, the pain is unstoppable
Put my son on my back and I maneuver through the obstacles

[Faez One & Crypt The Warchild + (Tony Perez):]
(The rage of angels)
They say, "One day here, it'll make sense"
That's why we get high and stay bent
Even the rose grows from the pavement
Tell 'em, Tone (The rage of angels)
They say, "One day here, it'll make sense"
That's why we get high and stay bent
Even the rose grows from the pavement
Tell 'em, Tone (The rage of angels)

[Vinnie Paz:]
1988, pops died, middle of the night
Forty-six years old, middle of his life
My mother ain't have a job, poppy was on his grind
And we ain't got no money, so she lose her fucking mind
Lenny helped out, and that was real
But he had a little daughter to raise, and that's the deal
My other brother, I won't mention his fucking name
Cause he ain't worthy of my bitterness or fucking pain
Me and my mother, all we needed was some love
And my brother, all he needed was his drugs
How could you look at us with a job, we was poor
It's your mother birthday, you don't give her a call?
You have two nephews and a beautiful niece
But they don't think of you as Uncle, they think you deceased
I'm so fucking mad that I got a slug for you
But Mommy raised me better, I got love for you

[Vinnie Paz & (Tony Perez):]
(The rage of angels)
I'll see you on the street, dog, we gonna handle it
One on one, beat you down and then hug you
Tell you I love you, daddy, but now, fuck you

[Faez One & Crypt The Warchild + (Tony Perez):]
(The rage of angels)
They say, "One day here, it'll make sense"
That's why we get high and stay bent
Even the rose grows from the pavement
Tell 'em, Tone (The rage of angels)
They say, "One day here, it'll make sense"
That's why we get high and stay bent
Even the rose grows from the pavement
Tell 'em, Tone (The rage of angels)

[Tony Perez:]
The rage of angels

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