"You are an angel when you sing"

L-O-V-E my blew cry season, follow all through my soul
Giving birth to what I breath.
Always H-A-T-E, find a way all in between.
My likening to these scream, I'm gonna hear my momma sing
"It's all right"...

(Verse 1)
Inspire. Through the fire. Taking everyday down to the wire.
(I) proceed to switch the lane. (always)Roll weed and put it to the flame.
Say a prayer and kiss my momma. (got to) live my life like there's no tomorrow.
Put it down with the Remy and a Swisher Sweet. Studio, speak right, don't stop the beat.
I migrate, my cell vibrate from Atlanta. Hit the floor do the Tony Montana.
We gamble, flipping the coin, that's the gods. Incredibly beat the odds.
C'mon, what's life if you take no risks? C'mon, go and splurge baby, why resist?
I'm so dangerous when I bust a rhyme. Laying in the telly after checkout time.
After hour clubs, sex and drugs. Got ash and tobacco all over the rug.
We got pimps and thugs, hustlers hoes. Everything is intervened with this life we chose.
Staying on the road, slapping five. On tour like the motherfucking Jackson 5.
I'm staying high like Sly disappear in the end can't be living my life all over again.
Once again...

(Chorus)
Might see me moving. Too fast to catch it.(blew cry)
Just try to get away from, all these distractions.(blew cry)
Might see me laughing, but its part of this acting.
Learn to let go of this world, that leads to satisfaction. (blew cry)

"I love it when you sing. Because you're honest when you sing".
"You are an angel when you sing".
"Why don't you just sing"

(Verse 2)
Yeah, got to take the pain. Make them believe. Fuck the world and just follow your dreams.
With the life I'm living it really couldn't be long. If you listen deep you can hear it in the song.
Reminisce over 6 years ago. Memories in the clouds of Jo-Jo and blunt smoke.
Playing hoops in the rain, acting a fool back in the day when my crew first got in this game.
Ins and outs, ups and downs. The dope game paying for the studio sound.
The Corleone, the backbone that broke down pounds. Back in 93 the best killer in town.
I got the block hot, had to relocate the spot. Not knowing if we wanted or not.
On the run, and I'm on one, creeping sitting shotgun. Rolling the streets, me and my cousin in a Cherokee.
It's midnight, Gypsy riding. Mind moving nitro and I'm playing the pilot.
Gonna guide it. Eyes so red they've gone violet.
I start riots. Expose the privates.
Moonlights and the sunrise chase. When I feel it deep down then I need my space.
Erase all the past bring it back with a sigh.
And summarize my life with nothing but a blew cry.

(Chorus) x2
Might see me moving. Too fast to catch it.(blew cry)
Just try to get away from, all these distractions.(blew cry)
Might see me laughing, but its part of this acting.
Learn to let go of this world, that leads to satisfaction. (blew cry)


Lyrics submitted by mkelly87

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