Angels
He tried to run but I burn gas like there ain't no end
Light it up 'til you see where they keep angels at
Runnin' up the highway but there ain't no task
Pop the gas, do a kickdown make them angels dance
He tried to run but I burn gas like there ain't no end
Light it up 'til you see where they keep angels at
Runnin' up the highway but there ain't no task
Pop the gas, do a kickdown make them angels dance
Miami Vice, white Ferrari in the night
I keep the spice, you can see it in my eyes
Do not think twice, with my slices I'm precise
Take my advice or you'll have to pay the price
Spread my wings, I fly up to where the angels dance
Cabanel, paint a picture like I'm one of them
Struck by bolts of lightning, that was painful, man
Falling down back to earth and that's betrayal's end
He tried to run but I burn gas like there ain't no end
Light it up 'til you see where they keep angels at
Runnin' up the highway but there ain't no task
Pop the gas, do a kickdown make them angels dance
He tried to run but I burn gas like there ain't no end
Light it up 'til you see where they keep angels at
Runnin' up the highway but there ain't no task
Pop the gas, do a kickdown make them angels dance
Light it up 'til you see where they keep angels at
Runnin' up the highway but there ain't no task
Pop the gas, do a kickdown make them angels dance
He tried to run but I burn gas like there ain't no end
Light it up 'til you see where they keep angels at
Runnin' up the highway but there ain't no task
Pop the gas, do a kickdown make them angels dance
Miami Vice, white Ferrari in the night
I keep the spice, you can see it in my eyes
Do not think twice, with my slices I'm precise
Take my advice or you'll have to pay the price
Spread my wings, I fly up to where the angels dance
Cabanel, paint a picture like I'm one of them
Struck by bolts of lightning, that was painful, man
Falling down back to earth and that's betrayal's end
He tried to run but I burn gas like there ain't no end
Light it up 'til you see where they keep angels at
Runnin' up the highway but there ain't no task
Pop the gas, do a kickdown make them angels dance
He tried to run but I burn gas like there ain't no end
Light it up 'til you see where they keep angels at
Runnin' up the highway but there ain't no task
Pop the gas, do a kickdown make them angels dance
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Schick
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