Angels

Ghetto wisdom of kings who risen in them NYCHA p’s
And missing they dreams cause they seen trifer scenes
Flow in me infinite like the energy of Jah Allah
The grind getting hard, still no hustlers R N R
Bottle pain like elixir, only chase dreams
Never chase henny, see I sip with straight ease
I’m gracefully tipsy, love I stumble with poise
I don’t run with the boys, kids rumble with toys
No action figures, packing niggers who gun you with coy
Un humble with noise, gully slump you and ya boy
Pack skullies and black toolies my niggers spaz cruelly
Bugged like the bunny we been made to act looney
Young god indeed off his deen he don’t act sunni
We grab rubies, smash groupies loose like bad doobies
Been reminiscing way before my zen went missing
Before sin begin winning and my kin hit prison
(Break)
My weight was looking light, while my burdens was heavy
This my community where pain pierce with no trace of Chevy
I woke up waving the finger right next to the index
I ain’t flexing I’m reflexing at the world I been vex
Itching to blow I’m the rash ridden Semtex
My fam live in sickness like our haven been incest
My back against the wall offended never defenseless
I wonder how I’ll sin next, after getting sent threats
Sitting on the train, trying to maintain sanity
Epiphany city, no longer asking how can it be
Now accepting this life and the world for what is
A sick bottomless pit, cunt piss, dumb abyss
With a little hint of bliss, but still thun that ain’t enough
This cunt abyss I’m stuck in is where I was raised up
This terrible sick place slowed my progressions
They robbed my exorcisms and stole my possessions
This that broke ghetto system that grow in recessions
Stressing constantly cause here they home my depressions
It make me want to go off and put a block to rest
Y’all cursed when I spas like I got turrets
(Break)