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| [Verse 1: Common]
I spent my day so, First I pray yo, then I lay low, looking for the halo Or more yayo, my lil' angel, reminded me to stay playful Faitful walks I take in the woods, Thinkin what's good, things that I can't change I should Things I can't, need to be understood Th-this is the bliss, I used to drift from the hood For a second at least, I'm ressurectin the peace Pipes the Indians used to like, we called it chief, right Stepping on the leafs right, to reach heights Th-th-th-that I never seen, it's so so evergreen Some use it for medicine, or to write better things I was in amsterdam, man, bike pedaling To the nature spot, to taste the flavors they got My eyes drop, I like it alot... yeah, an angel |
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I wanna turn up the sound, and spread my wings because I'm riding with my (angel) Going through the city of the Chi, make me feel like I'm in the city of (angels) Oooh, I wanna fly, fly away with my (angel) She takes me high, she will always be my (angel) |
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[Verse 2: The Game]
Th-the way that I rhyme, loc, is mine Like the first time you heard Mary J and you were standing in line To purchase tickets to see her blow like Chicago wind And I'm ridin with Common looking for Chicago zen And like Chicago winds, I was once a street disciple Rockin every jordan shoe, Nike put out by Michael That made me feel like I could fly, sometimes I wanted to die Prolly cause the angel dust was xxxxxx with my third eye So I start hip hop and I understand why Common used to love her She got me open so I even had, had But I used the rubber, cause she was married to Rakim So I bought me a gold chain, pretendin that I was him So I can get close to the girl I loved the most But she left Cali and went on tour with Ne-Yo and Ghost Big gave her one more chance, and she took Big down I should've knew it, shot G, and 'Pac told ya she get around |
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[Verse 3: The Game]
(Fly away, fly away) My love for her's not about jewelry or cars I love her cause she love me, just for who I are Who I is, who I am, resembles the rims on the Lam' I shine like Shyne when Barington Levy was sayin Diddly Whoa! I got love for the streets, peace to New York and every hood in the East Before I was ducking cops, gunshots, I used to be an LA Dodger, now I'm a (angel) From the city of lost souls, Impalas and polished gold Between the car, and the rims, we got alot of chrome Your hood not alone, they knockin, we not at home And when they bust in, we not Cesar, but got it wrong Cause they tryna wire phones, I'm talkin Verizon phones The ones they put wires on, they got us on tap But I put wires on, my Bentley, in fact I spit it through the wires on a Kanye track |
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[Outro: Common]
Yeah, it's The Game and Common Spread your wings, follow your dreams Things will be so serene, L-A and the Chi as a team Yeah, angel supreme, yeah, keep on Yeah, it's for the world boy, we do it forever, yeah |
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