Angel Dust
Here we go
Another funeral
Two of my cousins got murdered
That's the crack game
Life is a gamble
That's the crap game
See them snake eyes
Cut off the head of that thang
I was a leader in the click
Ahead of that gang
Stand tall in a brawl
We all got involved
Don't slip don't stall
I gotta call
They said Angel Dust died
Shot in the leg
On the steps he bled
Nobody was by his side
They ran instead
I Wanted his killer dead
But he got caught by the feds
And Guilty he plead
It made me furious
Shed tears it's serious
Seen peers disappear
And it's fear in us
Fearing us
Then getting locked in the cuffs
Yea
See I been going against the grain
Simple & plain thangs changed
In the picture frame
Got rearranged
Hot turned cold blood
Running thru his veins
Ever since I seen him in a casket
Never been the same
I hate a hater mane
I hope your fate's the same
Either you find Christ
Or find death in your vice
I guarantee you don't wanna lose yours
Taking a life
Right
Hopefully next time
You'll think twice
Cuz you gotta second chance
Tell me what man's
Gonna raise Angels kids to be a man
I demand to make a stand
I've done lost too many friends
And I pray I have a different end
Another funeral
Two of my cousins got murdered
That's the crack game
Life is a gamble
That's the crap game
See them snake eyes
Cut off the head of that thang
I was a leader in the click
Ahead of that gang
Stand tall in a brawl
We all got involved
Don't slip don't stall
I gotta call
They said Angel Dust died
Shot in the leg
On the steps he bled
Nobody was by his side
They ran instead
I Wanted his killer dead
But he got caught by the feds
And Guilty he plead
It made me furious
Shed tears it's serious
Seen peers disappear
And it's fear in us
Fearing us
Then getting locked in the cuffs
Yea
See I been going against the grain
Simple & plain thangs changed
In the picture frame
Got rearranged
Hot turned cold blood
Running thru his veins
Ever since I seen him in a casket
Never been the same
I hate a hater mane
I hope your fate's the same
Either you find Christ
Or find death in your vice
I guarantee you don't wanna lose yours
Taking a life
Right
Hopefully next time
You'll think twice
Cuz you gotta second chance
Tell me what man's
Gonna raise Angels kids to be a man
I demand to make a stand
I've done lost too many friends
And I pray I have a different end
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Writer(s): Rodney Ishmael
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