Fallen Angelz
(专辑: The Height Of Power - 2009)
God can you hear me? I'm talking to you. Answer me. I'm living. I'm living. Answer me. Yeah. I
am living this fucking life I
have been given. I
don't know what to do. Whatchu want me to do? Talk to us. I'm fucking living, though The
world don't love me, this world don't budge me My pops raised me wrong, my girl won't fuck me My face is so ugly, verse too grimy I'm dirty, it's like I
got a
curse to remind me who I
am Damn, I'm a
man with a
plan Hustle with the
gram in hand, let the
heat bust And the
hammers blam, throwing stares and glares Hanging on a
corner and I'm pissing in the
stairs Yeah, nobody cares if you die, only where The
world is too crowded and it's lonely here I
can't sleep in my room, I
stare at the
sky Lay awake counting sheep and the
moon I
was born in this cold world, deep in the
womb Became violent, nowadays keep a
platoon And I
roll with an army, my mommy never could find me She lost me in the
crime with my grimys How could it be that I
live this way? Broken wings so far from grace I'm a
fallen angel How can it be that I
lost my name? I
love the
things that bring me pain I'm insane It's driving me insane Dear God, tell me why have you forsaken Jaysaun? Could it be all the
chances that you gave me I
squandered and wasted Chasing the
aroma of success that I
tasted I
passed the
street's SAT's and I
aced it But the
drugs just frantically drove me so close To the
edge of insanity I
thought of putting two in my canopy I
spit on everything that was handed me And chose to move dope and coke Guess where that landed me Engulfed in hell fire and brimstone Sipping cyanide and kool-aid with Jim Jones I
thought, "Do I
really want to be up at Def Jam?" Being manipulated like a
pawn in a
cheap game of chess, man Rather swallow half a
handful of some mes tabs And cook a
batch of amphetamines in a
meth lab These are random thoughts from a
madman rambling Whose brain stays scrambled like alphabets from Campbell's How could it be that I
live this way? Broken wings so far from grace I'm a
fallen angel How can it be that I
lost my name? I
love the
things that bring me pain I'm insane It's driving me insane Yo I
wish my pops didn't pass when I
was seven years old If there's life after death, is heaven this cold? I
was told to get the
green gold, see what the
bean hold While the
cops got my block in a
scene patrol I
watched shit unfold, behold a
pale horse Police force endure us force without no remorse I
took a
different course, got money from a
different source Lives get lost, it's colder than the
night's frost Paths criss cross and niggas get pissed off Or get tipped off, it's on at all costs Get buried full of gators like the
Lacoste Haters get molotoved, hauled off, blown and tossed Like Hamas, all I
see is red sauce Another hustler who's a
dead boss Yeah, so Edo coming at it from a
different angle It seems to happen when you dealing with them fallen angels How could it be that I
live this way? Broken wings so far from grace I'm a
fallen angel How can it be that I
lost my name? I
love the
things that bring me pain I'm insane It's driving me insane