"Angel" and shows no remorse, and the blood, he covers her body in bruises and scars you don't understand just how beautiful you are you are too beautiful
? Calls he angel, but shows no remorse in her blood He covers her body in bruises and scars You don't understand just how beautiful you are You are too beautiful
Calls he angel, but shows no remorse in her blood He covers her body in bruises and scars You don't understand just how beautiful you are You are too beautiful
Angel" and shows no remorse, and the blood, he covers her body in bruises and scars you don't understand just how beautiful you are you are too beautiful
he loves? Calls he angel, but shows no remorse in her blood He covers her body in bruises and scars You don't understand just how beautiful you are You are too
through it, we gon' do it Laney, uncle's crazy, aint he? Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it We're all we got in this world When it spins
his in exchange for every white fan that he's got, like damn, we just swapped, sittin' back lookin' at shit, wow, i'm like my skin is it starting to
that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste We as the people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is Or is he the latter a gateway to escape Media
like that girl you gotta be kickin(uhhhuhh) And we goin to church next day repentant Lap dancing for my FA crew Slide it ova to boo cause he want some too
to the max Can't mix up or tamper with it no more We're on the highest form of emotion, holy sacred and pure And whats mine is yours, specially if we
all my niggas til the movement is over it's kinda beautiful CHORUS repeats to end [over chorus] yeah, y'knawmean? how we have acquired so much where we
took me out We had butterflies although we tried to hide it And we both had a beautiful night The way we held each other and The way we talked, the way we
'm so lonely I'm so blue Without you girl my life is through Maria This song is dedicated Maria - Don't you hear me calling Maria To the most beautiful
-ggas got jokes You short-minded n-ggas' thoughts is Napoleon My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the goalies in Now I embody every characteristic of the egotistic He know, he
Child. [Uncle Murda:] But He Never Made Her Proud, Finally She Wanted Da Knucklehead To Get Gunned Down, [Maino:] (Damn) It Is Wat It Is, We Aint Rappers, We
