s good with her, with her She so bad like a star I can see us hooking up And havin some fun I don’t Deny that she not gone be mine Cause she’s a angel
you Snatched off put you in a frame and hang you Comin at you niggas from a different angle Arch Angel choke hold and strangled Kay Slay the game turn
while I fight through this grievin' process Tryna process this loss is makin' me nauseous But this depression ain't takin me hostage I've been patiently watchin' this game
go (ooohhh) Waistline makes my soldier salute I'mma brute (brute) High from your high heel game High heels push up ya ass last name And you livin' in the fast lane Eyes like an angel
mma close the casket I'm tryin not to let this industry get the best of me y'all I work hard in the game, the game's stressing me y'all All they do is
' see them if you livin in the fog) [Verse 1: DMX] Why is it every move I make turn out to be a bad one Where's my gaurdian angel need one, wish I
me Take me higher Angel Fire Take me where I want to go Teach me things I need to know Plain to see no flies on me Take me higher Angel Fire Take me where
Verse 1 Niggas know who don't you shit The flow is retched and my gee too futuristic for you hoe's to catch it I'm a god send the falling angel and I
You move oooh Since that night you was all mines You realized you chose the wrong lover [Verse 2] By the way that You play your game Put a talk that
dreams but me this life meaning it was foreseen. So why am I complainin GOD blessed me man, I'm an angel in training. I done came in the game in a
Freak The Funk Like Your In Heat Wrap The Leaf Strike The Blunt now Your In Deep We've Got To Get Together Got To Get With The Game plan To Defeat
Treason has done his worst Bright angel of darkness How does it feel Stabbing your god in the back? Pierced the heart By a falling star I need to ask
my niggas that dont settle All uh my niggas that push pedals All my niggas with gold medals This is for my niggas that play ball Niggas that wanna get in the game
nowhere else in the world that I could ever be And baby don't it feel like I'm all alone Who's gonna be there after the last angel has flown And I've
soul. She hides behind a smile something, again somewhere in a hurry. There are so naive, but wants to appear grown-up. Complex feelings for her game
, listen to me!" They've given me a mission I don't really know the game yet I'm bent on submission Religion is to blame I'm the new messiah Death Angel
smell When I lay down with this girl she helped me sleep well She wouldn’t let me starve she would helped me eat well But im a prick I slipped up Played the game
toys into tools twisted Playthings on the staircase fools whose weapons represents the killing game Who taught the killing game Who taught the killing game