Black Angels ft. Quadry Lyrics

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Yeah

Black and blue like a bruise you can't lose

Stripped down like a screw uh uh you can't move

A headache not a head case don't get me confused

With the face tatted souls that's dying they head blue

Life has multiple routes and different avenues

I been down all the above got the receipts to prove

Still spitting facts like it's written in the almanac

While humans put cash in apps and forget where their wallets at

Came a long way from bringing change to the laundromat

To this day I still give a fan the shirt off my back

That's a cloth and I'm cut from a different piece

Pen game raw like it's moved by Pusha T

Honestly I'm more interested in pushing peace

Push the point of v and force your brain into epiphany

And once your mind is free you'll never freestyle for free

There's level to this world I'm rearranging hierarchies (higher keys)

Wildlife conservation efforts just to protect me

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels yeah

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

No pity to get my life back

I flip through memories

Spend a fee for the dime sack

I'm not on the earth now

A playground but I'm sad

The slide doesn't go down

Ended up where I left at

Hardly the plan

How crazy and hazy days can get

Play me your favorite tape of some shh

I made under pressure

Everyday is a lesson in grief

Heap the praise on

Spread the glaze gon ways

Easy get stuck in

Really won't give a uh

When everything on the up and

Everything in your face

Everything but some love

But that's easy you think replace

You telling yourself shop for another belt

That hole easy to fill you screaming out for some help

Felt god in a drop you cop put on the shelf

You run away from yourself

But where the hell is you going

Trophies money and touring your plan to make you whole

But that ain't how that go

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese

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