Angels in My City

Angels in my city right
Angels in my city huuh
Ah ah aha ah ah ah
We might be feeling low but one day we'll fly high
Angels in my city right
Angels in my city huuh
Ah ah aha ah ah ah

Let me tell you a story bout a woman named Jane
People who knew her prolly say the same thang
Typical girl from a broken household
Bad frequentation, dating broke assholes
Not much guidance since her daddy died
Everybody lookin' at her with the meany eye
Girls be lookin' jealous of her pretty thighs
Men be harassing her with their petty lies
She lookin' round to get buzzed
Anything from alcohol, to weed, to hard drugs
Late at nigh, a spoiled dove
No tellin' how tough it gets at the strip club

Angels in my city
Angels in my city huuh
Ah ah aha aha ahh
Ah ah aha aha ahh

I see an old woman throwin' trash at the lady Jane
She kept her composure, sunglasses for the pain
Old lady calling her a slut
Criticizing the fact she's getting dirty bucks
What's a woman to do
When she got two kids, and they're living in a booth
She got dreams too,
Make her little ones have the opportunity to do all what she couldn't do
Which is, have some kinda decent living
In our community, we know that shit ain't gifted
In fact, one day a wealthy man spotted her
And gave her LV bag so she considered
Moving with him, be her sugar daddy
Fuck broke whips, she wanna hop on a Bugatti
It's all materialistic like this is Cali
One chasing the riches the other chasing the bodies

Angels in my city right
Angels in my city huuh
Ah ah aha ahh
We might be feeling low but one day we'll fly high
Angels in my city
Angels in my city huuh
Ah ah aha aha ahh
Ah ah aha aha ahh

One day I stopped seeing Jane right down on the block
All I could see round her house was a group of some cops
Thought she'd get her life together but I guessed she did not
One neighbor of mine told me she prolly got shot
She's been missing for several weeks
Then I heard about a woman's body found in a creek
I straight-up thought about Jane
Followed up on the story bro that shit is insane
Same dude who picked her up with the luxury whip
Was a suspect on that case, they were describing this shit
As domestic violence perpetrated by a rich All-American man
To local media it was hard to understand
How a fresh clean-cut white dude could do such a thing
Plus he came from a family that was conservative Christian
It didn't bug me that much but it begs the question
Who was a real angel here
The one who protected her kids or the one who committed by fear
Of loosing superficial love, cause maybe he didn't know what it was
Unfortunately she fell way too deep into drugs
Another cycle of the lonely, kids lost in the jungle city

Angels in my city right
Angels in my city huuh
Ah ah aha ahh
We might be feeling low but one day we'll fly high
Angels in my city
Angels in my city huuh
Ah ah aha aha ahh
Ah ah aha aha ahh



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Writer(s): Khalil Noverraz
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