Ghetto Angels

[00:23.62] Yeah, didn't write this song, but I'm recordin' with this lead on me
[00:27.03] Know it sound strange, but I'ma die for all my dead homies
[00:30.29] Nobody really know how he feels
[00:33.38] I always thought that you would be here
[00:36.47] Why do I always question God, but I never pray?
[00:39.75] I think about you, I end up cryin' on my best days
[00:42.80] Tryna convince me to get better, naw, naw, naw, naw
[00:46.23] I'd be lyin' if I didn't say I really miss my dawgs
[00:49.44] It's so much of pain in us, always feel like I'm givin' up
[00:52.56] It ain't the same no more, death brought me anger
[00:55.99] I'm followed by angels and I got some dyin' love
[00:59.18] Soon as I got rich, soon as I got famous
[01:02.40] Yeah, why did you leave?
[01:05.40] If you was here, how would it be?
[01:08.77] Oh, oh
[01:11.34] I'm protected by these ghetto angels
[01:13.89] Oh, whoa
[01:17.29] I'm protected by the hood gangsters
[01:20.03] Yeah
[01:20.91] Tell me, Slim, how did you die by yourself?
[01:23.36] The paramedics sittin', watchin' you melt
[01:26.29] You was probably tryna catch a sale
[01:29.17] Damn, you should've stayed in jail, yeah
[01:33.39] This rap shit been fuckin' with my ego
[01:36.64] How the fuck I couldn't save 'em? I'm neighborhood hero
[01:39.70] Your main homie actin' strange, I'm tryna know what he know
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[01:53.31] And it's crazy, we 'posed to took Duke to the graveyard to see Fred
[01:56.59] Phone ring an hour later, damn Cap, Duke dead
[01:59.71] I guess since we didn't take him
[02:01.22] He went to the graveyard to see Fred on his own, damn
[02:05.10] I been takin' drugs 'til I feel the effect
[02:07.63] I really miss my dawgs like some missin' pets, yeah
[02:11.65] Made it out the hood, way more than blessed
[02:14.41] Don't say you feel my pain, it's way more than stress, yeah
[02:18.12] I can swipe for bodies with my credit, yeah
[02:20.63] Fred took 17 like JJ Redick
[02:23.45] Yeah, my music for the streets, so fuck a Grammy
[02:27.02] Tubes and breathing machines, how I see my granny
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[02:42.67] Yeah, didn't write this song, but I'm recordin' with this lead on me
[02:45.80] Know it sound strange, but I'ma die for all my dead homies
[02:49.19] Nobody really know how he feels
[02:52.25] I always thought that you would be here
[02:55.18] Why do I always question God, but I never pray?
[02:58.49] I think about you, I end up cryin' on my best days
[03:01.75] Tryna convince me to get better, naw, naw, naw, naw
[03:04.94] I'd be lyin' if I didn't say I really miss my dawgs
[03:08.34] It's so much of pain in us, always feel like I'm givin' up
[03:11.74] It ain't the same no more, death brought me anger
[03:14.84] I'm followed by angels and I got some dyin' love
[03:18.08] Soon as I got rich, soon as I got famous
[03:21.44] Yeah, why did you leave?
[03:24.11] If you was here, how would it be?
[03:27.67] Oh, oh
[03:30.22] I'm protected by these ghetto angels
[03:33.62] Oh, whoa
[03:36.44] I'm protected by the hood gangsters
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