Special Teamz - Fallen Angelz lyrics
[Special Teamz - Fallen Angelz lyrics]
To you answer me i’m
Livin’ i’m livin’ 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
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